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Limiti di età: 18+
Linguaggio delle canzoni: inglese
Net Surfin |
| Yeah |
| This where we at |
| That’s right man |
| Scrape that pot |
| You already know what it is |
| This one is for the kids |
| Yo |
| I’m not trying to be bragging |
| But I ain’t have a lot |
| I came up from the street |
| I used to live in the spot |
| All my homies that I know |
| We used to hustle and sell blow |
| And its like I don’t even like to talk about it no more |
| But its my life |
| And its how I used to live |
| Now I do what I got to do to feed my kids |
| Make me want to jump on something, do another sting |
| But if I slip on that, I’m going to be in the bing |
| And my queen, she don’t understand |
| I tell her to chill |
| But that’s why Jack didn’t want to be with Jill |
| (?) still bill, all of my dogs too |
| We just always want to eat better |
| Move around different places and sleep better |
| Get paper, floss lovely and spark the bubbly |
| Its our nature to be the best at what we create |
| Now lets make a wager |
| We got the flavor, chicks love us (That's right) |
| How we put it in, yah come here pudding |
| Everything is on point |
| Me and my nigga (?) roll joints |
| The misfits |
| My thoughts lose it |
| I make music and play stupid |
| Do something, never knew I’d do it |
| Uh |
| You can tell |
| I’m from the fast time |
| Just to get by, just to pass time |
| My momma ain’t raised no fool |
| All of my niggas did past crimes |
| All of my dogs dead |
| Now you on your family thing |
| Represent no matter what |
| Don’t throw away the ring |
| Stomach hurting, I’m still flirting |
| Being the world surgeon |
| For some reason yo I wasn’t certain |
| Never gave up on my sacrifice |
| Just to see my squad working |
| I’m still net surfing |
| You could feel like the vapors |
| Open up your jugular vein like razors |
| Baby |
| Dream make up |
| Skyscraper |
| Stop niggas in motion |
| Like a taser |
| Hi hater |
| Street code lay low |
| Connect clientele together like Lego |
| This muscle, with no muzzle |
| Super Bowl, last down no huddles |
| Godfather |
| Niggas don’t believe |
| Till you bring the heat like lava |
| My poverty in HD |
| And we the definition of wave |
| Shots of action like Scorscese |
| Money the theme, Illuminati bar codes |
| Power in numbers |
| When you hunting for the green |
| Stomach hurting, I’m still flirting |
| Being the world surgeon |
| For some reason yo I wasn’t certain |
| Never gave up on my sacrifice |
| Just to see my squad working |
| I’m still net surfing |
| I remember when I used to be a little shorty |
| I thought I knew it all |
| I thought i had the answers to everything |
| You couldn’t tell me nothing |
| I was one of them little smart bad little niggas |
| Snot nosed |
| Huh |
| Yeah I just knew I had all the answers |
| Huh |
| You think about that |