Guillotine
Pi'erre Bourne Lyrics
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Yeah, yeah
Yeah, huh
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Karma a bitch, wait, that was my bitch, wait
I didn't know it would end up like this, wait
She didn't know I'd end up in her ribs
Yeah, my location on, pull up when I'm home
You can call my phone, 1-800-stroke
I'ma pay the toll, I don't pay for pussy
I don't pay for hoes, I ain't goin' broke
Yeah, girl, don't play yourself
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Girl, don't play yourself
Girl, don't play yourself, give me mental health
You can't slay yourself, take off my Louis belt
Bringing up my past like that's gonna help
I could pay her cells, I got plenty wealth
Girl, don't play yourself, give me mental health
You can't slay yourself, take off my Louis belt
Bringing up my past like that's gonna help
I could pay her cells, I got plenty wealth
Touch down, bust down
My house, right now
And we're smoked out, iCloud (yeah)
Yeah, Gohan on my cloud
She be giving groupie love in the club, wait
It's too loud, you can't talk to her
Get you alone, we ain't makin' love
Hit my phone whenever you want some love
Girl, don't play yourself, give me mental health
You can't slay yourself, take off my Louis belt
Bringing up my past like that's gonna help
I could pay her cells, I got plenty wealth
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Girl, don't play yourself, give me mental health
You can't slay yourself, take off my Louis belt
Bringing up my past like that's gonna help
I could pay her cells, I got plenty wealth
Yeah, drop that girl off, yeah, to school, wait, wait
Hop out a whip like carpool, wait, wait, wait
Money, it talk, it argue, wait, wait, wait
She's giving me head, a smart move, wait, wait, wait
I got that network, cartoon, damn
Yeah, these hoes rushing, she first, she playing games too soon
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
She wear my shirt with me, then end up in the bedroom
Focused on her paper, she's like, "my assignment was due"
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Girl, don't play yourself, give me mental health
You can't slay yourself, take off my Louis belt
Bringing up my past like that's gonna help
I could pay her cells, I got plenty wealth
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Girl, don't play yourself, give me mental health
You can't slay yourself, take off my Louis belt
Bringing up my past like that's gonna help
I could pay her cells, I got plenty wealth
Girl, don't play yourself, girl, don't play yourself
Bringing up my past, like that's gonna help
I could pay her cells, I got plenty wealth
The lyrics of Pi'erre Bourne's song "Guillotine" are about a man who is confident in his wealth and ability to attract women. He sings about his past relationships and his current affairs, expressing a disregard for the feelings of the women he encounters. In the chorus, he warns women not to play themselves by trying to bring up his past or acting in a way that goes against their own mental health. However, he asserts that he is able to pay off any issues that arise.
In the verses, he raps about various experiences with women, describing the sexual encounters in a blunt and explicit manner. He also talks about his money and status, bragging about his wealth and possessions. Pi'erre Bourne's delivery is confident and boastful, reflecting the persona he is portraying in the song.
Overall, "Guillotine" is a song about confidence, wealth, and sexual encounters. It portrays a character who is sure of himself and his ability to attract women, but who also lacks consideration for their feelings and well-being.
Line by Line Meaning
Karma a bitch, wait, that was my bitch, wait
I underestimated Karma and karma caught up to me
She didn't know I'd end up in her ribs
I didn't think my actions would hurt her
Fuck on the ho, give a bad bitch a gift
I use women for my desires, and I pacify them with gifts
You can call my phone, 1-800-stroke
I only care about physical pleasure
Yeah, girl, don't play yourself
Don't fall for my BS and become too invested emotionally
Touch down, bust down
I have a lot of money, and I flaunt it
She be giving groupie love in the club, wait
She's only interested in me because of my fame and wealth
Hit my phone whenever you want some love
I'm always willing to engage in physical pleasure, but not emotional connections
Money, it talk, it argue, wait, wait, wait
Money causes many problems, including arguments and fights
Focused on her paper, she's like, 'my assignment was due'
She's an independent woman who's focused on her goals
Girl, don't play yourself, girl, don't play yourself
Don't let my words and actions fool you into thinking I want something serious
Bringing up my past, like that's gonna help
Bringing up past mistakes won't change the present
I could pay her cells, I got plenty wealth
I can always pay my way out of problems due to my wealth
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Jordan Timothy Jenks
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@trash-gang
The music video goes hard. Props to the editors!
@NINO-ut4tn
Glad to see you here
@joshuaduarte1258
Trash 🖤😈
@PANIC0408
Facts
@killabrin8118
I last saw on fb couple years ago, glad ur doing okay
@valianca1036
pierre edits his videos
@ssscout
editor went hard as fuck on this 1
@prodxans8373
frrrrrr
@a4c66
swearing isnt good PLEASE STOP SWEARING GET RIGHT WITH GOD BEFORE ITS TOO LATE, SPREAD THE GOSPEL AND DO GOOD THINGS THAT THE BIBLE TELLS YOU TOO IF U WANT TO GO HEAVEN <3 GOD BLESS
@xxvdlol
@@a4c66 bitch what the fuck