Lyrics:
that flow oh whoa
Can't forget to breathe slow
Count from one to ten
With my eyes closed
'Cause ladies take it in
And get comp- oh oh oh 'sure
that flow oh whoa
Can't forget to breathe slow
Count from one to ten
With my eyes closed
'Cause ladies take it in
And get comp- oh oh oh 'sure
Everybody know wi ready ay
Yeah yeah yeah
Bones man
Seratuh
Hey
A bad comp or no company
Nuh boy caan bring no conk to mi
Carrot round mi neck
Mi nah
feel, like I am the only girl in this world
No Competition...No Comp, No Comp
No Competition
No Competition...No Comp, No Comp
No Competition
No...
titiritero
Sale encanto con tu clic on, me haces loco free comp,
Te alimentas de mí aquí con una condena vil comp,
Nace el llanto y ando aquí con una pena
J’comp’ment stone
Sous-sol po fini
Sous-sol po fini
Comp’ment stone (wouh)
Sous-sol po fini, sous-sol po fini, dans un sous-sol po fini
J’comp
tes-comp tous les soirs
Cagoule et gants, tout est noir
Demande pas c'que j'fais tous les soirs (demande pas c'que j'fais tous les soirs)
Brolique, MAX-T,
He's empty now.
Is a part of my soul asleep today?
Is it hid under the pillow where
Cleophus lays?
Is it stuck inside the dash
With the shitty comp
Comp-ton, Comp-ton, Comp-ton, Comp-ton
Real muthaphuckkin G's
Real muthaphuckkin G's
Real muthaphuckkin G's
Real muthaphuckkin G's
Hey yo
Comp-ton, Comp-ton, Comp-ton, Comp-ton
Real muthaphuckkin G's
Real muthaphuckkin G's
Real muthaphuckkin G's
Real muthaphuckkin G's
Hey yo
Switching gears
Dive headfirst in this career
Got no fear
Blocked the haters, now they disappeared
Looking back see my comp inside my rearview mirror
You be asking who we fuck with
I keep my circle tight like a comp disc
See the black jacket and I'm on shit
The Vantonage and Capsules, man we run
like it is real steel
I'm Killin the comp without a real steel
I'm burning the comp, you bout to dang peel
I done told y'all, the hate I don't feel
im ina all black s10 suped up truck
this lil chick im rolling with man she fine as fuck
ima kill all on the comp gone and line um up
all that shit
this K-Funk now
from mic to the comp
to the amplify interface
yea I got the Full Chain now
Everybody moves
with this G-Funk sound
I got nothin but my
minha SPRITE, (sprite)
Nao ta pura minha SPRITE, (sprite)
5 comp lá dentro, já me sinto lento,
Com os trago me deixa tão high.
Nao ta pura minha SPRITE,
what you expect
They playing checkers while I'm playing chess
In this life time u just gotta finesse
I see the comp but I'm just not impressed
Comp see
Outta my outta my
Outta my mind
Getting pissed
We've returned this is our time
You can not
No you can't replace our kind
You can dip the comp
In
about that action, you still like a photo
Learned to keep my money movin' like a yoyo
So I need comp-comp like Lenovos
Like if we do a show, we need comp
of opps my comp get pressed
This a compressor
Cunts get squashed
Wap like a mop
One sweep and they all get washed
RG's back on the field
Feds trynna put us
ayy, na pia, bitch, gang, nanananana, gang, gang, huh, tem comp na pia, comp na pia, ayy, gang gang, gang, lets go! tem comp na pia ayy comp na…
tes-comp tous les soirs
Cagoule et gants, tout est noir
Demande pas c'que j'fais tous les soirs (demande pas c'que j'fais tous les soirs)
Brolique, MAX-T,
Intro
Comp-ton
Comp-ton
Comp-ton
Real muthaphuckkin G's...
Real muthaphuckkin G's...
Real Muthaphuckkin G's...
Verse One
Hey Yo doctor, here's
on the band is swinging
Chateau Marmont memories fading
Hope is very far
Elvis, where are you when I need you most?
White comp sequin jumpsuit ghost
Pick me up
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