Pollri Animal Lyrics
Animal by Pollàri
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh
Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah!
Okay, ooh..
I eat a lil' hoe like animal
These niggas so sweet, they so Danimal
I'm bustin' your head like a cantaloupe (ooh)
Call me if you need the antidote (yeah)
I lick that lil' bitch like a platter (ooh)
I'm really not into the chatter (okay)
If it ain't bout money don't matter (okay)
They say I'm up next like a batter (okay)
Overseas but I'm not in no battle (okay)
She love me cause I speak on that gospel (okay)
I got that gang and it's hostile (okay)
I mentor these hoes like apostle (okay)
Margiela the toes, Fendi the shirt
Yo bitch she so hurt I put you in the dirt
I ride in the drop, I ride in the vert
This choppy a' squirt, boy stay on alert
Like how the hell are you broke
But you swear you know the key? (ooh)
Niggas tryin' to be like me but salary Mickey D's (ooh)
Laughin' at you niggas and it's really plain to see (ooh)
Kobe on my wrist, and I'm smokin' out the P (ooh)
At Neiman's I'm breakin' they neck (okay)
At Saks I'm throwin' the check (okay)
Grape Fanta I mix with the Tech (okay)
Your girl still giving me neck (okay)
At Neiman's I'm breakin' them necks (okay)
At Saks I'm throwin' them checks (okay)
Grape Fanta I mix with the Tech (okay)
Your girl still giving me neck (okay)
Like, yeah!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh
Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah!
Okay, ooh..
I eat a lil' hoe like animal
These niggas so sweet, they so Danimal
I'm bustin' your head like a cantaloupe (ooh)
Call me if you need the antidote (yeah)
I lick that lil' bitch like a platter (ooh)
I'm really not into the chatter (okay)
If it ain't bout money don't matter (okay)
They say I'm up next like a batter (okay)
Overseas but I'm not in no battle (okay)
She love me cause I speak on that gospel (okay)
I got that gang and it's hostile (okay)
I mentor these hoes like apostle (okay)
Margiela the toes, Fendi the shirt
Yo bitch she so hurt I put you in the dirt
I ride in the drop, I ride in the vert
This choppy a' squirt, boy stay on alert
Like how the hell are you broke
But you swear you know the key? (ooh)
Niggas tryin' to be like me but salary Mickey D's (ooh)
Laughin' at you niggas and it's really plain to see (ooh)
Kobe on my wrist, and I'm smokin' out the P (ooh)
At Neiman's I'm breakin' they neck (okay)
At Saks I'm throwin' the check (okay)
Grape Fanta I mix with the Tech (okay)
Your girl still giving me neck (okay)
At Neiman's I'm breakin' them necks (okay)
At Saks I'm throwin' them checks (okay)
Grape Fanta I mix with the Tech (okay)
Your girl still giving me neck (okay)
Like, yeah!