Yeah
Yeah
It's kinda mad, got 'em hot, I'm chillin', by the fan
And they can't believe that, I'm the man
Up and stuck it's like I'm, Spiderman
On the ocean ridge and, bitch by the sand
I can say it wasn't but, it was kinda planned
Let me take it back to where I began
Lot of niggas try to, bite my hand
Yeah
Heads gonna roll I decapitate 'em
Here's my accolades, cause I'm gravitatin'
You don't have to say it, I just suffocate 'em
You don't have to hate, just congratulatin'
Havin' fun with, couple summers
Grab another, got it covered, yeah
I got bitches, different colours, biggest cocky
In the stomach, silent lamb
Build a house after I, buy the land
That looks tasty, but it's, kinda bland
You look tough if we go, by the 'gram
I'm that tough amigo, but I'm Isla's dad
I feel lonely sometimes, kinda sad
Hide my thoughts and feelings, kinda clash
But f*ck cryin' there's is no tear running down my lash
Smile, then the camera flash
He's a earner, squeeze the burner
What's love gotta? Tina Turner, yeah
Got some bud and a bitch time to turn up
Yeah I like this new bitch, I prefer her
See things clearer, this my era
Can you back up please fam, this my area
With my bad, boss bitch from Nigeria
And the hips don't lie, like Shakira
It's kinda mad, got 'em hot, I'm chillin', by the fan
And they can't believe that, I'm the man
Up and stuck it's like I'm, Spiderman
On the ocean ridge and, bitch by the sand
I can say it wasn't but, it was kinda planned
Let me take it back to where I began
Lot of niggas try to bite my hand (fire man)
Yeah
Spiderman Video (MV)
Performed By: Giggs
Language: English
Length: 2:48
Written by: Abdul Dieng, Jason Thompson, Jon Glass, Tim Nihan
Giggs - Spiderman Lyrics
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Yeah
Yeah
It's kinda mad, got 'em hot, I'm chillin', by the fan
And they can't believe that, I'm the man
Up and stuck it's like I'm, Spiderman
On the ocean ridge and, bitch by the sand
I can say it wasn't but, it was kinda planned
Let me take it back to where I began
Lot of niggas try to, bite my hand
Yeah
Heads gonna roll I decapitate 'em
Here's my accolades, cause I'm gravitatin'
You don't have to say it, I just suffocate 'em
You don't have to hate, just congratulatin'
Havin' fun with, couple summers
Grab another, got it covered, yeah
I got bitches, different colours, biggest cocky
In the stomach, silent lamb
Build a house after I, buy the land
That looks tasty, but it's, kinda bland
You look tough if we go, by the 'gram
I'm that tough amigo, but I'm Isla's dad
I feel lonely sometimes, kinda sad
Hide my thoughts and feelings, kinda clash
But f*ck cryin' there's is no tear running down my lash
Smile, then the camera flash
He's a earner, squeeze the burner
What's love gotta? Tina Turner, yeah
Got some bud and a bitch time to turn up
Yeah I like this new bitch, I prefer her
See things clearer, this my era
Can you back up please fam, this my area
With my bad, boss bitch from Nigeria
And the hips don't lie, like Shakira
It's kinda mad, got 'em hot, I'm chillin', by the fan
And they can't believe that, I'm the man
Up and stuck it's like I'm, Spiderman
On the ocean ridge and, bitch by the sand
I can say it wasn't but, it was kinda planned
Let me take it back to where I began
Lot of niggas try to bite my hand (fire man)
Yeah
Yeah
It's kinda mad, got 'em hot, I'm chillin', by the fan
And they can't believe that, I'm the man
Up and stuck it's like I'm, Spiderman
On the ocean ridge and, bitch by the sand
I can say it wasn't but, it was kinda planned
Let me take it back to where I began
Lot of niggas try to, bite my hand
Yeah
Heads gonna roll I decapitate 'em
Here's my accolades, cause I'm gravitatin'
You don't have to say it, I just suffocate 'em
You don't have to hate, just congratulatin'
Havin' fun with, couple summers
Grab another, got it covered, yeah
I got bitches, different colours, biggest cocky
In the stomach, silent lamb
Build a house after I, buy the land
That looks tasty, but it's, kinda bland
You look tough if we go, by the 'gram
I'm that tough amigo, but I'm Isla's dad
I feel lonely sometimes, kinda sad
Hide my thoughts and feelings, kinda clash
But f*ck cryin' there's is no tear running down my lash
Smile, then the camera flash
He's a earner, squeeze the burner
What's love gotta? Tina Turner, yeah
Got some bud and a bitch time to turn up
Yeah I like this new bitch, I prefer her
See things clearer, this my era
Can you back up please fam, this my area
With my bad, boss bitch from Nigeria
And the hips don't lie, like Shakira
It's kinda mad, got 'em hot, I'm chillin', by the fan
And they can't believe that, I'm the man
Up and stuck it's like I'm, Spiderman
On the ocean ridge and, bitch by the sand
I can say it wasn't but, it was kinda planned
Let me take it back to where I began
Lot of niggas try to bite my hand (fire man)
Yeah
Writer: Abdul Dieng, Jason Thompson, Jon Glass, Tim Nihan
Copyright: Lyrics © The Administration MP, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © The Administration MP, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave