Video Eat Fist de Brooke Candy 2024 Hip Hop Lyrics

Brooke Candy - Eat Fist Lyrics

Got my mans back
Like a jam full knapsack (x3)

Brooke

Iced up with cops, and the bug won't stop
No time for drunk bitches I keep walking
By stay ratachun-duè baby rock in ma sun
It's the deep face queen homie pop the spa

I hurt like a sweet so large life and sweet black sheep
Black sheep and baby fat cheeks

Rap game spooky as, right in the mirror
My diamond in the dark with no pieces sealed
Got the devil on ma shoulder and my monz (money)
In ma hand
Shut the fuck up!
Cas I'm running for this break
Money and respect is what I expect
I'ma rat of ma man till the day of ma death

Small minded bitches talk shit
Small minded bitches eat fist
Small minded bitches talk shit
Eat fist
Eat fist

Paloma

I hate niggers this ain't no fucking joke speaking of some shit
They got to stop
Trippin' over niggers like we ate mushrooms
While we should be hustling
Pimping is the rules

Put them on a corner and make us some bread
Take them to the? and give me some head
I'm a mean ass bitch but I'm softenly fed of mountains
Of the lentils
And urnished turk bread

See it on my name bring supreme dialing beat it in the pit
Its probably me that still missing
Go and go chocking big on smoking mean
Like a bitch ain't got time to be joking

Sexy in gravy it's a trap dolly parton
How your man missing picture milk carton

Mala

Scullers ain't drunk unk, unk, with the coke bag
Chillin with some dumb fuck cunts in the hidden truck
Getting messed up what, what? think I give a fuck?
Not who me, I'm sorry
Bitches like a tar reid
I eat vita-sorry
Faken just like barbie
Pass my fucking bgari
Food ain't never sorry

Think I give a fuck about the bitch in the dump truck
Give a slut a nut in the butt nigger cum suck

Small minded bitches talk shit
Small minded bitches eat fist
Small minded bitches talk shit
Eat fist
Eat fist (x2)