More Clips - Shy Glizzy

More Clips - Shy Glizzy

Альбом
Quiet Storm
Год
2017
Язык
`Engelska`
Длительность
164830

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Shy Glizzy

Yung Lan on the track

Trauma Tone

Young Jefe holmes

I used to sleep in them trenches

Now I’m in a house on the water

My bitch she a pretty New Yorker

No none of you cannot afford her

'Cause she need a nigga that spoil her

I want her to give me a daughter

Bitch I got some goons in New Orleans

And they shoot them choppers and forties

I used to in the alley, where all of my niggas caught bodies

And they lost they foot in the sorry street

I needed my niggas beside me

Young Jefe, I’m a boss

No none of these niggas can fire me

And she let me get all her trust

Now she doing too much entirely

Girl how could you ever get tired of me?

Girl look at my face, don’t you lie to me

I knew that they wasn’t gon' ride for me

They lied when they told me they proud of me

Bitch I really came up from poverty

Know you just in love with my salary

Now I don’t smoke shit but that Cali weed

We mobbin' deep, I’m a prodigy

This shit that I got on, you can’t afford this

I just left from Paris, bonjour bitch

I promise you don’t want to go to war bitch

I just got a chopper, came with four clips

Gave that girl a home, she was an orphan

Please leave me alone, I’m on some more shit

I was dead broke, I’m tryna make the Forbes list

Every time we get a check then we buy more clips

GG, king of DC

Pull in my new whip on a fuck nigga like beep beep

Chopper hold a hundred, guaranteed to get a three piece

Tell me do you want it, make us put that shit on repeat

She can make me shoot my gun, yeah she the only one

Don’t want to be a player girl, feel like Big Pun

She shake her pom poms, tell a nigga uh-uh

She fuckin' with a don, she don’t need a son son, yeah

I come from the Yo girl, we say kill 'em all

Sold a lot of dope, yeah I fucked a lot of hoes

I rock a lot of gold and I rock a lot of shows

I rap 'bout how I’m trappin' but it feel like rock and roll

This shit that I got on, you can’t afford this

I just left from Paris, bonjour bitch

I promise you don’t want to go to war bitch

I just got a chopper, came with four clips

Gave that girl a home, she was an orphan

Please leave me alone, I’m on some more shit

I was dead broke, I’m tryna make the Forbes list

Every time we get a check then we buy more clips

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