Hurricane Girl - Adi Ulmansky

Riding up the street on my BMX

My boy sits on my rear wheel sending texts

Nothing’s gonna stop us in this mess

Unless I’mma aim a shotgun to your chest (bitch)

Afternoon boredom we need salvation

I wanna be a ninja, be the s-e-nsation

A.D.I's the shit don’t need no fucking donation

I’m about to boom your lame creation

Yeah, we wanna be friends with Jesus

We shitting masterpieces

We’re not mediocre like you planned us to

We getting shit done

All these basic bitches

Who go to private teachers

What’s the deal man?

God is not within the preachers!

Oh you wanna chill?

Wanna pay the bill?

Motherfucka till

You cannot feel

Dollar make you real?

All vibed out, yeah I’m all vibed out

Bitch your dollar never bought me

Yeah I’m all vibed out

You won’t ever make me learn

I’m a hurricane girl

I’m a hurricane girl

I’m a hurricane girl

I will disappear before it’s my turn

I’m a hurricane girl

I’m a hurricane girl

I’m a hurricane girl

I’m a hurricane

Little naughty Adi

Show us how you move

For we don’t fucking care

About the music that you produce

Just little naughty Adi

Show us how you move

Show us how you move

Show us how you move

(Jesus)

Oh, you wanna be friends with a it girl

But when I sing you realize that I’m a bitch girl

Let go cause I’m a mothafucking six six six girl

And you’re so average you would never be my shit girl

You won’t ever make me learn

I’m a hurricane girl

I’m a hurricane girl

I’m a hurricane girl

I will disappear before it’s my turn

I’m a hurricane girl

I’m a hurricane girl

I’m a hurricane girl

I’m a hurricane

Little naughty Adi

Show us how you move

For we don’t fucking care

About the music that you produce

Just little naughty Adi

Show us how you move

Show us how you move

Show us how you move

(Jesus)