Paroles de la chanson Home Alone par Nine Vicious

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Paroles de la chanson Home Alone par Nine Vicious

Yeah, say what? (Man, it's Lil' Slaq and you fuckin' with Bella, man)
Say what? Say what?
Like Julio Jones, Julio Jones
Catch it like Julio Jones, Julio Jones
Catch me a play, catch me a play just like Julio Jones

Catch me a play just like Julio Jones (Woo-hoo)
Catch me a play just like Julio Jones (Woah-woah, say what?)
Look at my wrist, you can see that (Woo-hoo)
Look at my wrist (Woo), you can see that bitch Chrome (Say what? Woo)
I was a bad-ass kid, my mom, she'd leave me home alone

I don't give a fuck 'bout no nigga 'cause I got hella songs (Blatt, blatt)

Shoutout Mark, shoutout Lucas, shoutout slime too (Say what?)
I went fleek on my edges, yeah, I ain't got no damn cooter (What? What?)
Your bitch pulled up to the crib, that bitch got ran through (Nigga, what?)
He got shit on his head and his mans too, hold up (Boop-boop-boop-bopp)
Hold up, eat me up, miso, miso, eat me up, miso (Boop-boop-boop)
I got drugs, kilos, kilos, I'll serve you a motherfuckin' kilo (Nigga, what?)
I got bricks, I got bricks on top, bitch, I got hold on (Say what?)
I got bricks, I got bricks on top, bitch, hold on

Bitch, I'm rich, huh, flip me a bag, huh, beat that shit (What? What?)
Feel like Uzi and Future, I see a bad ho, reach for that shit (Freebandz, Freebandz, Freebandz)
She know I'm a pretty lil' bitch (What?), look at my nails, she know I slayed that shit
That lil' bitch tryna hold the goddamn Gen, shawty tryna hold my dick

Catch me a play just like Julio Jones (Woo-hoo)
Catch me a play just like Julio Jones (Woah-woah, say what?)
Look at my wrist, you can see that (Woo-hoo)
Look at my wrist (Woo), you can see that bitch Chrome (Say what? Woo)
I was a bad-ass kid, my mom, she'd leave me home alone (What?)
I don't give a fuck 'bout no nigga 'cause I got hella songs (Blatt, blatt)

Too much smoke in my lungs today (Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt)
Damn, I don't want no more (On Five, blatt)
We OD on them drugs, please don't do that no more (No)
In the master bedroom (What?), your bitch, she ridin' me slow (Say what?)
I got on custom drip and I went Balenciaga my toe (Bitch-ass)
Balenci', Balenci', Balenci', Balenci' (Ra-ra-racks)
I love clothes, I love fashion, I love Ricky (What?)
Nigga said he want that smoke, that shit tickled me (Woo-hoo)

Please don't play with me, lil' boy, shit, can't ???

What? Yeah, what?
(Man, it's Lil' Slaq and you fuckin' with Bella, man)
Say what? Say what? Say what?
Say what? Say what? Say what?
EMOTIONS, EMOTIONS (Woo-hoo), EMOTIONS
EMOTIONS, EMOTIONS (See what I'm sayin'?)

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