🎵 Columbine* // by Ayesha Erotica

6 ContributorsColumbine* Lyrics [Intro: Taio Cruz & Ayesha Erotica] World famous DJ I throw my hands up in the air sometimes Sayin', "Ayo, gotta let go" (Uh-uh, uh-huh) I wanna celebrate and live my life (Uh-huh) Sayin', "Ayo, baby, let's go" (Let's go) [Pre-Chorus: Ayesha Erotica] I said I brought my .38 inside the club Sayin' "Ayo, where that bum ho?" (Where she at?) That bitch sell pussy for some Taco Bell (What the fuck?) I'ma smack her, then I'ma pack her (I'ma pack that bitch) [Chorus: Ayesha Erotica] 'Cause we gon' light the club (Uh-huh), bitch, we do my fight (Uh-huh) We gon' shoot the club (Uh-huh), like it's Columbine (Ooh) Bitch, don't think it's sweet Bitch, don't think it's fun (Never) Bitch, we gon' shoot the club (Uh-huh), like it's Columbine (Ooh) [Post-Chorus: Taio Cruz] I wanna celebrate and live my life Sayin', "Ayo, baby, let's go" [Verse 1: Ayesha Erotica] Knocked out, bum bitch, don't speak You speak, I tweak, we weep Them dirty-ass shoes feel cheap Brand new .38 tucked on me Big beach I'ma cash like shells Got a bitch workin' right up the Motel She got a gang-ass pussy on sale I'll split a bitch 'til the bitch X pill I blew her boyfriend til he broke He a trick, like when I deep-throat Never gag on the dick, I smoke Head to the side like a bitch had a stroke White Tesla, bitch, I'm live Can't be me, bitch still try Bubblegum bitch, got chew like 5 Get pop down like a million side Get pop down like a million side Chew like five, get pop down like a million side [Interlude: Shane Clay & Taio Cruz] Ah, fuck Yo, Ayesha, you got these drugs tested, right? (Yeah) Rock this club, we gon' go all night (Yo, Shane Clay on the fucking beat) We gon' light it up like it's dynamite [Verse 2: Shane Clay] They some ratchet hoes, sniff blow off my pipe Coming MDA, pupils in my eyes We supply like vibes, fucking every night Yeah, she got a mess, but I roll the dice Choppy chop, back to the club Gettin' the head, get the neck Walk up tough, she feeling me Bitch almost shot off my leg My ho grow opps, I can't keep the peace If I intervene, that bitch will shoot at me [Chorus: Ayesha Erotica] We gon' light the club, bitch, we do my fight We gon' shoot the club, like it's Columbine Bitch, don't think it's sweet Bitch, don't think it's fun We gon' shoot the club, like it's Columbine [Post-Chorus: Taio Cruz] I throw my hands up in the air sometimes Sayin', "Ayo, gotta let—"