Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Mac MillerНазвание : Confessions Of A Cash RegisterДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : Видео:
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(Intro) Yea Yea Check it out And drive Check me out Yea yea, LC Dape Mac uh Yea (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); (Verse) All I got for these niggas is X bleedage and slugs All I got for these bitches is big dick and drugs Alcohol and guns, don’t be scared now – you got it dog I’m smart enough to chill the fuck out Until it’s time to dump Release so much rage in such a short space I’ll put your face in your cornflakes, mob style You gave then blow him a pound 101 nigga, hold it down Hood nigga, she love my style I knock the cat out Nigga I pull in the Thundser Nigga is that yo bitch? I took that back to the casa I’m always pulling the heist, I can’t help that bitches wanna You know what they’ll all be like for just one night I blow up mine and get low It’s too much dough out here to be broke So I hit the curb, and bend a few corners, bumpin this shit here Turnt all the way up, niggas getting robbed tonight, let’s be clear Come up off of them things, a nigga gon die tonight, I’ll leave you here You give me your valuables No funny moves, I swear uh (Verse) A man walked in with a smile on his face, and a loaded 45 in his hand Told the clerk don’t move I didn't come here to shoot but I will so you must understand bang Shots in the air, no time to waste Been doing drugs all day, now it’s mine to race Fuck the red story, better find the safe Get the money, hit his homies up in congregate I need bread my kid need to be feed This is the recession, going through depression And don’t send it cuz I ain’t gon win it Gotta be fucked up to make it to the top where the money at I could be next to me, death and vanish Work a CD, ask them one day you’ll manage Rejects, emotionally damaged, you kids need to straight, let me call the… rants Want to get a crib in Atlantis knock the bitch out cold, she Rick Rambis Tell Dorothy we ain’t in Kansas Living in this world but we don’t understand it, no Bullshit, you can’t sell that All these kids will get hell back A cup filled and my L fat Them weaks want Dave Chapelle back Well until that I’m coming through the front shit with something to discussin for discussion Yep that’s alchemist in production little bit of larry fish yea it’s nothing God versus man, mind versus land Competition ain’t shit I’mma treat you all like my bitch You start by sucking this dick BIOTCH | Похожие исполнители: |
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