Street Trill - Tomorrownevercomes lyrics

[Intro] Haha! Oh, it's Street Trill hahaha! Oh, ching ching ching chong! Oh, hello! Ten minutes please, number 10 please [Verse 1] Rolling up a blunt of crack From my dealer in North Iraq Chingy Chongy -- rip the bongy Slap that b**h up from the back Make it hurt and make her cry Squirting juices in her eyes Smoking berries, popping cherries Feeling like a pimp (uh-huh!) What you wanna do? (b**h!) Gather up your crew (b**h!) Meet in the alley where the heroes die (gon' make you cry) You're a stupid slump, you think I give a f**? I'll took your b**h behind a Kroger f**ed her with her baby bump Doing c**aine like I own a business But I'm really getting biggest Just by f**ing all these b**hes What'd you think? That I'm gon' quit? Give up right before the finish Like a dog shot down and buried Underneath my f**ing kitchen? I won't stop until I get it And you ain't dead until I f**ing finish And shoot my load all up on your titties I squeeze the trigger Your blood is flying But I'm busy counting all my money And if you wake up from this dream With a woody and some 40s and your only 17... Join the STDs -- the kings of the streets The beats of concrete [Bridge] Jungle rocket party junkie with a lust for man-meat I'm a beast, I'm a beast. [x2] [Verse 2] Don't test me, you won't best me I fail tests, but I've got some huge testes Low ACTs, because I'm STD I spread through the county Trough the b**hes I'm hounding Huh? What you thinkin' 'bout? What you thinkin' 'bout? Huh? What you thinkin' 'bout? What you makin' mane? (Mane, I'm making bacon, mane) What you makin' mane? (Mane, I'm making bacon, mane) I don't wanna lose another player to this game I don't wanna fall off from my homies because of fame I want my momma to wanna honor her son's name But I wanna f**ing hit some crack all the same Because you know I'm f**ed up still on c**aine I've got a lot of problems I've got to explain Got a lot of days lacking light, sprouting shame I sit up nights thinking about what you gave me I don't wanna k** the mood or anything But I've got a lump in my nuts causing pain I wanna f**ing s** on your juicy p**y Because maybe I'll day at the end of today [Hook] Tomorrow never comes. Tomorrow never comes What if my wish, b**h, was to make you cum? And tomorrow never comes? What if we never cum? [Verse 3] Take a bat to your baby Watch your face as you cry Handcuff you to a pole Whip your a** with some rags-- Soaked in bleach, boiling hot Puff a blunt while I whip Bloody face, bloody a** Bloody legs, bloody hands Wipe my face with your p**y Take a lick, tastes like sh** f**ing cram my dick in it Gaping holes, puffy sores AIDS is just a side-effect of HIV Sorry, b**h. You wanted to hop on top of it Street Trill ain't got no jimmies He f**s you with his sausage link And if you try and smoke his weed Then he'll make you a promise, b-- That your tomorrow never comes [Hook]