Paroles de la chanson Dog Sh*t Recordz par Lil Zay Osama
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Paroles de la chanson Dog Sh*t Recordz par Lil Zay Osama
Yep (Baow), huh
On fonem grave, nigga
Huh, gang, gang
Niggas know how the fuck we comin', nigga
Uh, uh, uh
I just woke up, made a play for 50K (50K)
Smellin' like a pound of chollies when I walk in BOA (Walk in BOA)
Everything plain Jane like a bag of Frito-Lay (Of Frito-Lay)
Old dude ain't make it off the scene, his ass was DOA (A DOA)
He ain't never sold a brick, he ain't never did a hit (Never did a hit)
He can't even post a pic, he ain't got no money for a 'fit (No money for a 'fit)
On fonem grave, nigga
Huh, gang, gang
Niggas know how the fuck we comin', nigga
Uh, uh, uh
I just woke up, made a play for 50K (50K)
Smellin' like a pound of chollies when I walk in BOA (Walk in BOA)
Everything plain Jane like a bag of Frito-Lay (Of Frito-Lay)
Old dude ain't make it off the scene, his ass was DOA (A DOA)
He ain't never sold a brick, he ain't never did a hit (Never did a hit)
He can't even post a pic, he ain't got no money for a 'fit (No money for a 'fit)
Niggas broke in real life but on Instagram rich (Instagram rich)
He don't even own a gun, how he keep rappin' 'bout a switch? (How he keep rappin' 'bout a switch?)
Bitch, it's Dog Shit Records (Records), she eat the dick for breakfast (Bitch)
I'm in the major league, I picked up thirty bricks inside a Tesla (Thirty bricks)
I paid for her hair and nails (Hair and nails), I paid for her whole Chanel (Chanel)
Long as you a bad bitch (Aw), I'll pay for your BBL (Your BBL)
Ridin' around with Glocks and switches (Switches), two micros, not to mention (Not to mention)
He gon' lie to bump his guns, tell him go live and up some chicken (Tell him go live and up some chicken)
Pockets fat like Peter Griffin, I bought twenty pints of Tristan (I bought twenty pints of Tristan)
He don't even own a gun, how he keep rappin' 'bout a switch? (How he keep rappin' 'bout a switch?)
Bitch, it's Dog Shit Records (Records), she eat the dick for breakfast (Bitch)
I'm in the major league, I picked up thirty bricks inside a Tesla (Thirty bricks)
I paid for her hair and nails (Hair and nails), I paid for her whole Chanel (Chanel)
Long as you a bad bitch (Aw), I'll pay for your BBL (Your BBL)
Ridin' around with Glocks and switches (Switches), two micros, not to mention (Not to mention)
He gon' lie to bump his guns, tell him go live and up some chicken (Tell him go live and up some chicken)
Pockets fat like Peter Griffin, I bought twenty pints of Tristan (I bought twenty pints of Tristan)
You sip green, you ain't no sipper, all blues, they think I'm Crippin' (They think I'm Crippin')
Big-ass chain, it's worth a house
Fat-ass Rick pants over my shoes, 20K stuffed in my pouch (20K stuffed in my pouch)
He ain't got no crib, he stay at his mama house, live on the couch (On the couch, nigga)
He ain't served no work in weeks, on his block, man, that bitch a drought, nigga (Man, that bitch a drought, on fonem grave, nigga)
Haha, yeah (Ha)
Fresh as fuck, jwett (What?), four thousand in my cup (In my cup)
Two thousand on my pants (On fonem grave, nigga), nigga, ain't none of my chains tucked, nigga (Ain't none of my chains tucked)
You ain't never caught a body, bitch, get your aim up, nigga (Bitch, get your aim up)
Big-ass chain, it's worth a house
Fat-ass Rick pants over my shoes, 20K stuffed in my pouch (20K stuffed in my pouch)
He ain't got no crib, he stay at his mama house, live on the couch (On the couch, nigga)
He ain't served no work in weeks, on his block, man, that bitch a drought, nigga (Man, that bitch a drought, on fonem grave, nigga)
Haha, yeah (Ha)
Fresh as fuck, jwett (What?), four thousand in my cup (In my cup)
Two thousand on my pants (On fonem grave, nigga), nigga, ain't none of my chains tucked, nigga (Ain't none of my chains tucked)
You ain't never caught a body, bitch, get your aim up, nigga (Bitch, get your aim up)
Them lil' niggas ain't caught no body, bitch, go and change somethin', nigga (Bitch, go and change somethin', nigga)
I'm a goblin, hop out the car and start robbin' (Grrah)
Tell me who they with, be honest (Grrah), bitch, my trigger finger throbbin' (It's thobbin')
It's a problem, we gon' solve it, them hollow tips gon' dissolve 'em (Grrah)
Natural diamonds, bitch, I went flawless (Flawless out)
Digits in your bank, bitch, give me your login, uh
Nigga
On fonem grave, man, they know how the fuck we comin', man
6310 BBC, ZMB, NBC, BSE
I'm a goblin, hop out the car and start robbin' (Grrah)
Tell me who they with, be honest (Grrah), bitch, my trigger finger throbbin' (It's thobbin')
It's a problem, we gon' solve it, them hollow tips gon' dissolve 'em (Grrah)
Natural diamonds, bitch, I went flawless (Flawless out)
Digits in your bank, bitch, give me your login, uh
Nigga
On fonem grave, man, they know how the fuck we comin', man
6310 BBC, ZMB, NBC, BSE
637, 217, nigga
Gang
Gang
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