Paroles de la chanson Bed Sheet par Tory Lanez
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Paroles de la chanson Bed Sheet par Tory Lanez
Grrt, head crack, ayy
Beezo need cash only, you dig?
That boy Cassius!
It's litty, yeah
Got two bitches in the bed sheet
Gettin' money, niggas hatin', no, you can't be
Phone call with the plug and it's hands free
Hatin' on a rich nigga, no, you can't be
I'ma get the check (Yeah)
Give me my respect (Yeah)
Hit it from the back (Yeah)
Grabbin' on her neck (Yeah)
Ass shakin' all up on a nigga you dig? (You dig)
Take it to the crib, baby, know what it is, yeah (Oh)
Beezo need cash only, you dig?
That boy Cassius!
It's litty, yeah
Got two bitches in the bed sheet
Gettin' money, niggas hatin', no, you can't be
Phone call with the plug and it's hands free
Hatin' on a rich nigga, no, you can't be
I'ma get the check (Yeah)
Give me my respect (Yeah)
Hit it from the back (Yeah)
Grabbin' on her neck (Yeah)
Ass shakin' all up on a nigga you dig? (You dig)
Take it to the crib, baby, know what it is, yeah (Oh)
Ice on my arm, don't be alone
Grrrah-pum-pum, that's the drum
Holiday, by the way
Nigga fuck what you was tryna say, ayy
Upgraded Rolex, forty-two, yeah, yeah
Bend it over for me Blue, forty-two, yeah, yeah
Make me feel, that's what shorty do, yeah, yeah
Come and she still feel like she got more to do, yeah, yeah
It's litty, yeah
Got two bitches in the bed sheet
Gettin' money, niggas hatin', no, you can't be
Phone call with the plug and it's hands free
Hatin' on a rich nigga, no, you can't be
I'ma get the check (Yeah)
Give me my respect (Yeah)
Hit it from the back (Yeah)
Grabbin' on her neck (Yeah)
Ass shakin' all up on a nigga you dig? (You dig)
Take it to the crib, baby, know what it is, yeah (Oh)
Ayy, you done heard 'bout us
Got absurd bodies
Don't be worried 'bout us
Fuck around, shorty, take the nerve out us
Can't be fuckin' with broke hoes and bird bodies (Yeah)
Thirty more racks in here
Got a lot of packs in here
Got a lot of stacks in here, yeah
Thick whip, told that bitch to bring that ass in here
Hit it from the back (Yeah)
Grabbin' on her neck (Yeah)
Ass shakin' all up on a nigga you dig? (You dig)
Take it to the crib, baby, know what it is, yeah (Oh)
Ayy, you done heard 'bout us
Got absurd bodies
Don't be worried 'bout us
Fuck around, shorty, take the nerve out us
Can't be fuckin' with broke hoes and bird bodies (Yeah)
Thirty more racks in here
Got a lot of packs in here
Got a lot of stacks in here, yeah
Thick whip, told that bitch to bring that ass in here
Put it in rotation, shake that ass in gear
Take down, take down, like this for real
I'm rich as fuck, two-fifty, for real
I'm rich as fuck, but I'm rich and real
Ice lit, chill grill, you my bitch for real
It's litty, yeah
Got two bitches in the bed sheet
Gettin' money, niggas hatin', no, you can't be
Phone call with the plug and it's hands free
Hatin' on a rich nigga, no, you can't be
I'ma get the check (Yeah)
Give me my respect (Yeah)
Hit it from the back (Yeah)
Grabbin' on her neck (Yeah)
Ass shakin' all up on a nigga you dig? (You dig)
Take it to the crib, baby, know what it is, yeah (Oh)
Take down, take down, like this for real
I'm rich as fuck, two-fifty, for real
I'm rich as fuck, but I'm rich and real
Ice lit, chill grill, you my bitch for real
It's litty, yeah
Got two bitches in the bed sheet
Gettin' money, niggas hatin', no, you can't be
Phone call with the plug and it's hands free
Hatin' on a rich nigga, no, you can't be
I'ma get the check (Yeah)
Give me my respect (Yeah)
Hit it from the back (Yeah)
Grabbin' on her neck (Yeah)
Ass shakin' all up on a nigga you dig? (You dig)
Take it to the crib, baby, know what it is, yeah (Oh)
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