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Paroles de la chanson Get Busy par LAZER DIM 700
Fuck, fuck
Got one shot
I got lil', I got lil' Goxan on this motherfucker
'Kay
Got one shot, got one shot
Lost the stand when I was driving wicked
Fuck what 12 talking bout, I'm not payin' for tickets
Nigga better not come to they block, it get wicked
Ran into some fine white shit, she think she Iggy
I'on need no switch on my Glock, it get busy
I'on give a fuck if it locked, we get in it
Havin' too much guap, I got trends I see pending
Havin' too much drip, I gotta watch what I'm spendin'
Got one shot
I got lil', I got lil' Goxan on this motherfucker
'Kay
Got one shot, got one shot
Lost the stand when I was driving wicked
Fuck what 12 talking bout, I'm not payin' for tickets
Nigga better not come to they block, it get wicked
Ran into some fine white shit, she think she Iggy
I'on need no switch on my Glock, it get busy
I'on give a fuck if it locked, we get in it
Havin' too much guap, I got trends I see pending
Havin' too much drip, I gotta watch what I'm spendin'
Shoot at your door and your door start bending
He was too nervous, he's nose start running
Act like the smoke dead, but you know that we comin'
Front porch lit, you don't see none but gunmen
Trap be lit in and out, it be zombies
Ran off, nigga should've knew not to front me
Shoota hoota gang, we just act dummy
Shoot yo' ass down, you ain't havin' no wonder
Roll the za last like smoked it this morning
I'on get why everybody need to start touring
Save the stick for myself, stunt man army
You seen the draw on the dot, it start storming
Fine shit can't roll up the za, she learnin'
Shoot the lil' sticks 'til they hot, they burning
Caught the whip, I can control where I'm turnin'
???, better give me my earnings
I fuck with lil' Goxan, cook shit like a furnace
He was too nervous, he's nose start running
Act like the smoke dead, but you know that we comin'
Front porch lit, you don't see none but gunmen
Trap be lit in and out, it be zombies
Ran off, nigga should've knew not to front me
Shoota hoota gang, we just act dummy
Shoot yo' ass down, you ain't havin' no wonder
Roll the za last like smoked it this morning
I'on get why everybody need to start touring
Save the stick for myself, stunt man army
You seen the draw on the dot, it start storming
Fine shit can't roll up the za, she learnin'
Shoot the lil' sticks 'til they hot, they burning
Caught the whip, I can control where I'm turnin'
???, better give me my earnings
I fuck with lil' Goxan, cook shit like a furnace
Lil' twin dropped, why the fuck you discouraged?
Nigga act psyched, what the fuck is your purpose?
Send the drop down the road, I'on know where she workin'
I ain't paying for shit, what the fuck is a Birkin?
12 push up, aftermath, they searchin'
We on the way, he skate, he closin' the curtains
Stock on an ARP, the back of it twerkin'
This ain't designer, this shit still drippy
Easy to put on that drip, I get stiffy
Do a donut on the street, I get busy
I'on send it out, you can't even leak my music
Shit really sweet, why you act like it confusin'?
Fuck, fuck, fuck
Nigga act psyched, what the fuck is your purpose?
Send the drop down the road, I'on know where she workin'
I ain't paying for shit, what the fuck is a Birkin?
12 push up, aftermath, they searchin'
We on the way, he skate, he closin' the curtains
Stock on an ARP, the back of it twerkin'
This ain't designer, this shit still drippy
Easy to put on that drip, I get stiffy
Do a donut on the street, I get busy
I'on send it out, you can't even leak my music
Shit really sweet, why you act like it confusin'?
Fuck, fuck, fuck
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