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Paroles de la chanson Part 1 par BiC Fizzle
Phew, phew
Phew, phew, phew
Uh
Money the motor, kickin' the soda, I ain't even pour no cups
Uh, I'm in the booth right now with a Drac', I ain't even roll no blunts
Uh, slim in her waist, send her my way, I'm in that ho hittin' stunts
Uh, fourth and I'm out, set up the play, nigga, I ain't doin' no pun
Hustler, role model, really what a dope boy mean, man in the middle, nigga, you ain't really sold nothin'
Phew, phew, phew
Uh
Money the motor, kickin' the soda, I ain't even pour no cups
Uh, I'm in the booth right now with a Drac', I ain't even roll no blunts
Uh, slim in her waist, send her my way, I'm in that ho hittin' stunts
Uh, fourth and I'm out, set up the play, nigga, I ain't doin' no pun
Hustler, role model, really what a dope boy mean, man in the middle, nigga, you ain't really sold nothin'
In town, I can give it to you for a low number
Summertime, pulled up in the cut with a tee tall
Stuck in my ways, T-shirt and some Reeboks
B-boy fresh, so I throw on my G-Shock
In the kitchen, watchin' Money Loc rerock
Call the flip phone first, niggas be hot
Know the shit that you talk about, be about it
Take your lick like a man, don't speak about it
Speak on Ron, we pullin' up seein' 'bout it
You know Shiesty Pooh, man, don't play about him
Love ??? to death, gotta keep him 'round me
Blue and white on the block, got the streets surrounded
Nigga, hollows hot, ask anybody
Left the bank with a load and I can't hide it
Lost my heart as a jit and I ain't find it
Four deep on a tint when I'm out ridin'
I keep one in the head, pop out firin'
Summertime, pulled up in the cut with a tee tall
Stuck in my ways, T-shirt and some Reeboks
B-boy fresh, so I throw on my G-Shock
In the kitchen, watchin' Money Loc rerock
Call the flip phone first, niggas be hot
Know the shit that you talk about, be about it
Take your lick like a man, don't speak about it
Speak on Ron, we pullin' up seein' 'bout it
You know Shiesty Pooh, man, don't play about him
Love ??? to death, gotta keep him 'round me
Blue and white on the block, got the streets surrounded
Nigga, hollows hot, ask anybody
Left the bank with a load and I can't hide it
Lost my heart as a jit and I ain't find it
Four deep on a tint when I'm out ridin'
I keep one in the head, pop out firin'
You ain't never made a nigga run out pine
You ain't trappin' for real, just stop lyin'
Tryna keep up for years, don't die tryin'
Say I really made sales at the stop sign
Shit real, I was outside front line
Money the motor, kickin' the soda, I ain't even pour no cups
Uh, I'm in the booth right now with a Drac', I ain't even roll no blunts
Uh, slim in her waist, send her my way, I'm in that ho hittin' stunts
Uh, fourth and I'm out, set up the play, nigga, I ain't doin' no pun
Wait, nigga, I ain't doin no pun
You ain't trappin' for real, just stop lyin'
Tryna keep up for years, don't die tryin'
Say I really made sales at the stop sign
Shit real, I was outside front line
Money the motor, kickin' the soda, I ain't even pour no cups
Uh, I'm in the booth right now with a Drac', I ain't even roll no blunts
Uh, slim in her waist, send her my way, I'm in that ho hittin' stunts
Uh, fourth and I'm out, set up the play, nigga, I ain't doin' no pun
Wait, nigga, I ain't doin no pun
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