Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: SolНазвание : Spell My Name RightДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : doom metal funeral doom funeral doom metal death doom metal danish Видео:
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[intro] 2 triple o Sole S, uh O, ah L, yeah E, accent S, yeah O, uh L, yeah E, accent [sole] Ugh, its the brown cocomo mama Call shots, 12 room yachts Cruisin the bahamas, pocahontas Strictly out for dollas Sole serve it up hot like benny hanas Yous a tv dinner, gots to come hard You seein me nigga Wanna freak me, eat me, cant treat me nigga? No answer, you besta be on your way, uh Money tossed and you got nothin to say, yeah Round the way in the slk Sittin on 20 inches, get money, fuck niggas Stack flows, got cats with cash flows and dough All night in the flow, tight Another pretty face that you bet know Im the illest cherokee to ever slap a ho I drop four in your dough, your hard-on? Get it straight You cant fuck around on your best date Now what the deal? 1 - [mr. raja] Get your money and your life right Its a cost to be boss, get the price right Playas hold it down, then keep ya game tight Say what you want, but spell her name right, uh-huh Repeat 1 [sole] Cashin chips in, all best down, in the lex now Decked out, make em sweat now Never let down, precede caution Had it with flossers, sworn a stinkin nigga, toss it Soon as they saw it, shit nigga I aint no freak ho, I aint no duck ho I aint no "took me out to eat so we gon fuck" ho Fuck no! Im a look-but-dont-touch ho The baddest, one shot of ? fire cabbage The maddest, the ill flow paterant In and out the pocket, write it down, 16 drop it Make a mil when the pants fill I step it up, when I talk I back it up I put that out there In case you bitches start actin up like yall fit for action Cut the mics off and we can get to bitch bashin If not, stop talkin, then start walkin Cuz real niggas out here like talkin Repeat 1 Repeat 1 [sole] You little girls is childs play, I bring it to your man Sole got it locked from the block to sound-scan Fuck his tummy up, stay off us, ya hear Red zone gon show yall how to ball this year Im big like bottles of crys and foreign whips Im more like more street bombs and stock tips Bigger than your fox and your bricks Im more like vegas, bet a hundred dollas, got the red chips If you call me a ho, you better say "miss ho" We can get it on rat scraps or the pistol If you call me a bitch, you better say "rich bitch" Cuz cant nan ho fuck with this! So what you want nigga? Repeat 1 Repeat 1 Repeat 1 S, uh O, ah L, yeah E, accent S, yeah O, uh L, yeah E, accent S, uh O, ah L, yeah E, accent S, yeah O, uh L, yeah E, accent | Похожие исполнители:
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