Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Hot TottiНазвание : Belly soundtrackДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : hip-hop ja rule black child vita the murderers hip-hop ja rule black child vita the murderers Видео:
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I be that chick on the other side, down til I die When you need me I`ll be there boo, I ain`t gon` lie Tell wifey I said hi, lick this, give her a kiss As I, sit back and laugh about the ep she just missed Verse One: The chosen one, young lady never shady Can`t fade me, I`m gettin money No dummy I`m actin funny, only true thug niggaz with figures, six oh-oh`s, I love them oh`s Peep` opposed, so I gotta get mine The boy is mine, laid up in the whip Gettin hit, that`s the shit Leanin to the back, gettin freaky like that Who`s fuckin with that, a 600 to a Hatch Catch my flows, hittin you with low blows Real chick on the side, take em for a long ride Watchin my flicks, talkin slick Kickin in doors, with the four-four Smash you tricks, not your average chick I cop guns and whips for you whores, mashin It`s all thugged out, your wife lose your her life Chorus Verse Two: Girl I can`t stand when he ain`t around He makes me nervous, takin trips out of town to knock off this weight, but I truly understand Money`s sweet in Albany he gettin two hundred a gram God forbid he get locked, or even worse bodied What the fuck I`ma do, besides him I got nobody Do he cheat? Probably, so what? I plays the mistress in a see-through dress, then guess, what`s in the chest Nothin but gold and diamonds Young thing, hard to find one Bobby Brown on the lips, petiteness Hotness, whoo, I`m talkin slick Chorus Verse Three: Start a new beginnin never endin now I`m spendin If enemy do`, I got to let you know I like the taste of moolah, do I have to school y`all? His and hers mountain bikes, always livin right My man keeps me tight, dressed in the best Nothin more nothin less, caressin, blessin never stressin Laid back fessin, it`s early mornin, break of dawn and now I`m yawnin, I take a sneak peek Still how sweet my man creeps in stash box I hear a knock Who is it? He said Feds, I`m here to visit I opened the door, he pushed me on the floor Searchin my house, why them tricks had to run they mouth? Thangs ain`t like it used to be can`t you see Bitch ass wannabes wannabe me To-tti, whatchu gonna do when I come for you? The same thing you been doin Chorus | Похожие исполнители: |
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