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Paroles de la chanson Pig Feet par Schoolboy Q
Uh, I was fresh up off some pussy, extra large, bitch
Got a call about some money, gotta ball, bitch
Grab a Rolex off the counter, glow the dark, bitch
I am the nigga in my section, I am a God bitch
5:12 in the morning, same time I hit the dope
Got my pistol in my pocket, gotta cock it 'fore I go
Bitch I am named after a pimp, I need a statue on Figaro
Had to jump out my Ferarri, move it fast, that bitch dope
Now it's nine o'clock, I had get my other hoe
Had to switch another whip, had to grab another clip (Ah)
Got a call about some money, gotta ball, bitch
Grab a Rolex off the counter, glow the dark, bitch
I am the nigga in my section, I am a God bitch
5:12 in the morning, same time I hit the dope
Got my pistol in my pocket, gotta cock it 'fore I go
Bitch I am named after a pimp, I need a statue on Figaro
Had to jump out my Ferarri, move it fast, that bitch dope
Now it's nine o'clock, I had get my other hoe
Had to switch another whip, had to grab another clip (Ah)
Now my navi' got me in these hoods, I wasn't supposed to hit
I ain't stopping at no store because my tattoo say it's Crip
Now it's twelve o'clock, I got pulled over by the feds
Slip my burner to my bitch, oh bitch, we 'bout to both be dead
Put this gun between your ass, put this dope behind your dress
I ain't talkin' 'bout my partners, I ain't talkin' 'bout my kid
Three in the morning, now I'm back in the streets
Hit my new bitch, but that pussy was weak (Garbage)
Headed to the mansion, had to call me a freak
Pennies at the doe, she let me fuck 'cause I'm me, oh yeah
I ain't stopping at no store because my tattoo say it's Crip
Now it's twelve o'clock, I got pulled over by the feds
Slip my burner to my bitch, oh bitch, we 'bout to both be dead
Put this gun between your ass, put this dope behind your dress
I ain't talkin' 'bout my partners, I ain't talkin' 'bout my kid
Three in the morning, now I'm back in the streets
Hit my new bitch, but that pussy was weak (Garbage)
Headed to the mansion, had to call me a freak
Pennies at the doe, she let me fuck 'cause I'm me, oh yeah
Get out, get out
I'll explain to you second, get out
Get out of the car!
He's refusing to get out of the car
Put your *** hands up!
Put your *** hands up!
I need units ???
Don't *** move! Don't *** move!
Stay where you at (Okay) Stay where you at
I need more units (Can I get out? He's driving, can I get out?)
Get out, get out
What are you people?
Uh
He said he's got a gun
Yeah, ay, ay
Yeah
We're all on the same team, fuck it
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Left, uh, left, uh, left, ay, left, ay, left, ay, left, ay, left, ay
Ain't no right, ay
Left, ay, left, ay, left, ay, left, ay, left, ay, left, ay, left (Shoo)
It's on sight, uh
Yeah, quiet down, ay, ay
Not a sound, ay, ay
Pick it down, ay, ay
Pickin' up, ay, ay, off a high, ay, ay
Off the highway, ay, ay
Piggy driveway, ay
Since grabbed my thirteen had to have a job, ay
Since I was thirteen couldn't get a job, ay
Big piggy, pig feet, oinkin' in your driveway
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Left, uh, left, uh, left, ay, left, ay, left, ay, left, ay, left, ay
Ain't no right, ay
Left, ay, left, ay, left, ay, left, ay, left, ay, left, ay, left (Shoo)
It's on sight, uh
Yeah, quiet down, ay, ay
Not a sound, ay, ay
Pick it down, ay, ay
Pickin' up, ay, ay, off a high, ay, ay
Off the highway, ay, ay
Piggy driveway, ay
Since grabbed my thirteen had to have a job, ay
Since I was thirteen couldn't get a job, ay
Big piggy, pig feet, oinkin' in your driveway
Big blue, piggy drew bankin' in your driveway
Face down, case down
Where they at? Ride now
Red strings, blue strings, what we do? Cop down
What we do? Cop down
What we do? Cop down
What we do? Cop down
What we do? Ay
Put my hat back, bitch
You's a punk-rock bitch
Give me FaceTime, bitch
We the clack-clack clique
In some drop-top shit
We gon' bounce out quick
We gon' slide like this
How the bay roof miss? Ay
Face down, case down
Where they at? Ride now
Red strings, blue strings, what we do? Cop down
What we do? Cop down
What we do? Cop down
What we do? Cop down
What we do? Ay
Put my hat back, bitch
You's a punk-rock bitch
Give me FaceTime, bitch
We the clack-clack clique
In some drop-top shit
We gon' bounce out quick
We gon' slide like this
How the bay roof miss? Ay
What? Ay, bitch, I caught a pig, ay
Fuck a cockblock, ay
Fuck that yellow tape, ay
Spin your block, uh-oh
Quiet down, bitch, it's Groovy, set it down
Got a drummer, hundred round
We gon', uh, uh, sound, uh
Who them niggas is, loc?
Bring them bitches in, hoe
Bitch, I'm really M, hoe
Watch your bottom, benzo
Smash a bih' in her Enzo
Give you the people's elbow
Creme de la creme, hoe
Yeah, punk-rock bitch
Ain't no slide-slide, bitch
You's a homicide bitch
I'm on crip time, bitch
Fuck a cockblock, ay
Fuck that yellow tape, ay
Spin your block, uh-oh
Quiet down, bitch, it's Groovy, set it down
Got a drummer, hundred round
We gon', uh, uh, sound, uh
Who them niggas is, loc?
Bring them bitches in, hoe
Bitch, I'm really M, hoe
Watch your bottom, benzo
Smash a bih' in her Enzo
Give you the people's elbow
Creme de la creme, hoe
Yeah, punk-rock bitch
Ain't no slide-slide, bitch
You's a homicide bitch
I'm on crip time, bitch
Now it's your time, bitch
Shootin' through that vest, bitch
You need more than thumb press, bitch
Left, uh, left, uh, left, ay, left, ay, left, ay, left, ay, left, ay
Ain't no right, ay
Left, ay, left, ay, left, ay, left, ay, left, ay, left, ay, left
It's on sight, ay
Face down, case down
Where they at? Ride now
Red strigns, blue strings, what we do? Cop down
What we do? Cop down
What we do? Cop down
What we do? Cop down
What we do?
Shootin' through that vest, bitch
You need more than thumb press, bitch
Left, uh, left, uh, left, ay, left, ay, left, ay, left, ay, left, ay
Ain't no right, ay
Left, ay, left, ay, left, ay, left, ay, left, ay, left, ay, left
It's on sight, ay
Face down, case down
Where they at? Ride now
Red strigns, blue strings, what we do? Cop down
What we do? Cop down
What we do? Cop down
What we do? Cop down
What we do?
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