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Limiti di età: 18+
Linguaggio delle canzoni: inglese
Monopoly |
| I need my pockets Monopoly |
| FRAN¢ |
| Banks Beats |
| Hey, hey, hey |
| I done came up, it’s a prophecy |
| Way at the top, ain’t no way that you stopping me |
| Stack it up, I need my pockets Monopoly |
| Bout the green, no I ain’t talking' bout broccoli |
| If you gon' copy me, copy me properly |
| You gon' run me a bag if you land on my property |
| See you lookin' ass niggas, why you always stalkin' me |
| I’m rolling the dice like I’m playing Monopoly |
| I done came up, it’s a prophecy |
| Way at the top, ain’t no way that you stopping me |
| Stack it up, I need my pockets Monopoly |
| Bout the green, no I ain’t talking' bout broccoli |
| If you gon' copy me, copy me properly |
| You gon' run me a bag if you land on my property |
| See you lookin' ass niggas, why you always stalkin' me |
| I’m rolling the dice like I’m playing Monopoly |
| Question mark, Ima keep them niggas guessin' |
| Run it up, had to learn from many lessons |
| Wildboy caked up, pockets like the baker |
| Block on my waist, and its heavy like the anchor |
| I’m the youngest holding' it down on the Southside |
| Tinted windows all black when a nigga slide |
| Free Baby D, boy my Brodie was down to ride |
| I know who I’m calling when its that drama time |
| Wildboy from the dirt, soccer cleat |
| I put in the work, acknowledge me |
| I’m way at the top, no stopping me |
| I stay with the gang, no pop in me |
| I’m in my own bracket, boy you can not fuck with me |
| Gold chain on like Mr. T |
| Walk with a limp, it’s some pimp in me |
| I stay one up, ain’t no pimpin' me |
| Ima grind 'til the death, to the end of me |
| I’m wishing death on all my enemies |
| Wildboy got the bars of the century |
| I stay in the field, you ain’t benching me |
| I stay with the gang, you ain’t dissin' me |
| These niggas cannot get an inch on me |
| And no I’m not trusting no frenemies |
| These niggas ain’t who they pretend to be |
| You hear that «Woah, Woah» yeah that’s Wildboy |
| You might as well throw in that towel boy |
| Ridin' in a horse where I feel like a Cowboy |
| You burnt out boy, you smoke on Black & Milds boy |
| Running laps around these niggas like miles boy |
| Bro got that loud, and you got that mild boy |
| Can’t check me so these niggas gon' foul boy |
| Flexing on 'em, they gon' hate when I smile boy |
| I done came up, it’s a prophecy |
| Way at the top, ain’t no way that you stopping me |
| Stack it up, I need my pockets Monopoly |
| Bout the green, no I ain’t talking' bout broccoli |
| If you gon' copy me, copy me properly |
| You gon' run me a bag if you land on my property |
| See you lookin' ass niggas, why you always stalkin' me |
| I’m rolling the dice like I’m playing Monopoly |
| I done came up, it’s a prophecy |
| Way at the top, ain’t no way that you stopping me |
| Stack it up, I need my pockets Monopoly |
| Bout the green, no I ain’t talking' bout broccoli |
| If you gon' copy me, copy me properly |
| You gon' run me a bag if you land on my property |
| See you lookin' ass niggas, why you always stalkin' me |
| I’m rolling the dice like I’m playing Monopoly |
| This ain’t a game, I ain’t playing Monopoly |
| But when I play yeah you know I’m the doggie piece |
| Came from the bottom, now bitches be toppin' me |
| Knew from the Offset, I needed a Cardi B |
| And you can find me wherever the party be |
| Wildboy with daughters, and I’m in they mommy cheeks |
| Yeah, and I really got property |
| Niggas was mocking me, now they want shouts from me |
| Nah, nigga you doubted me |
| You was from down the street |
| Diamonds so cloudy B |
| Fuck from around of me |
| How does it sound to me? |
| Say you got courage but your dog’s so cowardly |
| And I get paid by the hour B |
| Not at my job but for posting to I&G |
| Why is you trying me? Don’t learn the hard way |
| Boy I got a hotel in Park Place |
| Ha, all up in y’all face |
| Nah, fuck what y’all say |
| Yeah I know B’s like 'Yonce |
| And I’m big news like the front page |
| My niggas with the gunplay |
| Act like Broadway, shot in broad day |
| From far far far far away |
| No craps, hit you the hard way |
| Even when it’s Free Parking |
| 200 racks when we park it |
| And you know we won’t tell |
| Before we snitch «Go directly to jail!» |
| You can go directly to hell |
| And we expected to sell |
| Young niggas living so well |
| Neck so icy lookin' like hail |
| I done came up, it’s a prophecy |
| Way at the top, ain’t no way that you stopping me |
| Stack it up, I need my pockets Monopoly |
| Bout the green, no I ain’t talking' bout broccoli |
| If you gon' copy me, copy me properly |
| You gon' run me a bag if you land on my property |
| See you lookin' ass niggas, why you always stalkin' me |
| I’m rolling the dice like I’m playing Monopoly |
| I done came up, it’s a prophecy |
| Way at the top, ain’t no way that you stopping me |
| Stack it up, I need my pockets Monopoly |
| Bout the green, no I ain’t talking' bout broccoli |
| If you gon' copy me, copy me properly |
| You gon' run me a bag if you land on my property |
| See you lookin' ass niggas, why you always stalkin' me |
| I’m rolling the dice like I’m playing Monopoly |
| Frankie Baby |
| FRAN¢ |
| It’s 3Oh, you know I’m rockin' with my dog |
| Frankie Baby Baby Baby |
| It’s Free Agent season, I don’t know where a nigga going |
| I might announce it tonight, you hear me? |