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Limiti di età: 18+
Linguaggio delle canzoni: inglese
Flattered |
| Aye, aye |
| (?) with those lights man |
| Bang, bang, bang |
| Twenty of them things |
| Bring those racks up |
| I made racks for all them things |
| Yeah ain’t no more Act' man |
| It’s some PTs and bricks, ain’t no more Act' |
| We cashing out man |
| Glock shells |
| You know how we coming |
| Chief So the most anticipated trapper |
| Why you always shittin'? I’m a crapper |
| Fishy ass niggas, ya’ll some crappers |
| Had to smack the bitch head cause she’s a grabber |
| Chief Sosa the most underrated rapper |
| I’m laughin' to the bank, I’m a laugher |
| Me and Ben had conversations full of laughter |
| You got five million dollars for me then I’m flattered |
| Walked up in the court, I’m reekin' |
| Yeah I’m reekin' now I’m blinging |
| Smell like a pound of skunk, you smell like a pound of peaches |
| I remember trappin', ridin' round in the Regal |
| Now I pull up in that i8, look like some Adidas |
| Stripes on my shit so you know you can’t beat me |
| Fredo in the cut like the sore on my fuckin' knee and |
| Ridin' fast while I’m eatin', my car look like neon |
| You know I got D-Money, I’m flexin' like I’m Deion |
| Your weed stepped on, guess what? My shit peed on |
| I’m hot up in this bitch, someone get some fuckin' Freon |
| For my air conditionin', it feel like I cut the heat on |
| You wake up turn your swags on, I wake up turn my heat on |
| You a lame ass duck nigga, nigga you a peon |
| I’m coolin' at Leon’s my independent kingdom |
| I pulled up to Harold’s, eight piece with some lemon |
| Pepper on my shit, R. Kelly TP3 on |
| Chief So the most anticipated trapper |
| Why you always shittin'? I’m a crapper |
| Fishy ass niggas, ya’ll some crabbers |
| Had to smack the bitch head cause she’s a grabber |
| Chief Sosa the most underrated rapper |
| I’m laughin' to the bank, I’m a laugher |
| Me and Ben had conversations full of laughter |
| You got five million dollars for me then I’m flattered |
| Everybody loves Raymond don’t they |
| These hoes’ll eat my babies, won’t they |
| Hundred shots for eighty homies |
| But I’m so well gettin' money |
| Wanna go and get some cheese |
| Hurry up, I’m really hungry |
| Try me we can bill your homies |
| Knock 'em down, rebuild your homies |
| Oh, damn, come |
| Burglary, we steal your homies |
| Oh, damn, whore |
| Potato shit, we peel your homie |
| My homies come and kill your homies |
| I’m paralyzed don’t feel your homie |
| Damn, vroom |
| Pull up then four wheel your homie |
| All these niggas really phony |
| I got bread, I keep it long |
| Slice you like a pizza homie |
| Clear diamonds, Fiji on me |
| Boy don’t go Luigi on me |
| Don’t get caught what’s in my tummy |
| Hi-Tech what’s in my tummy |
| Bronx tale, nigga you know I keep it sunny, he keeps glo’n |
| Coffee cake, nigga I got fajita on me |
| I’m gone Reese’s Pieces on you |
| Where your heater? Keep it on you |
| Only time you going bald is at the barber shop like Eva’s (?) |
| Chief So the most anticipated trapper |
| Why you always shittin'? I’m a crapper |
| Fishy ass niggas, ya’ll some crappers |
| Had to smack the bitch head cause she’s a grabber |
| See Sosa the most underrated rapper |
| I’m laughin' to the bank, I’m a laugher |
| Me and Ben had conversations full of laughter |
| You got five million dollars for me then I’m flattered |