Lyrics:
me I'm out the car she said we ain't even gonna get far
I said don't worry about it lil bitch chasing these bands is right on my list yeah
Akimbo
P2R x BB, Jathis, double flow
Fatals jumeaux, akimbo
De la black liqueur pour m'accompagner
Ca m'fera sûrement oublier que j'ai pas de deniers
Beat the pussy up, like Kimbo
Taking down bitches, akimbo
Hoping she got on her menstrual
I ain't raising these kids hoe
Screams, when I let, shots go,
Gimme some more
E5 Records
Pause, akimbo, cheza
Pause, akimbo, cheza
Pause, akimbo, cheza
Pause, akimbo, cheza
Let's break it down, come on, bring
Yuh
She told me she a nympho yeah yeah
10-4 double d's akimbo yeah yeah akimbo
I don't need no info yeah yeah info
I don't need no info yeah yeah
Down for me like limbo
Wind my hips in akimbo
We go up behind the elevator door
To the sweet top suite top floor
Down for me like limbo
Wind my hips
If I was a color I would be a rainbow
I'm so wavy in my head see as I dey stand akimbo
If I was a color I would be a rainbow
Got so many layers I
nenn' es Akimbo
Deine Chaya macht Hohlkreuz zum pushen doch dikka sie weiß es wir spielen kein Limbo
Du pumpst diesen Track jetzt im Benzer und drehst ihn
GUNS AKIMBO Lyrics:
Hook:
Forty-five be bangin’/
Red dead revolver slangin’/
You on the ‘gram you fakin’/
I get that paper chase it/
I got two Guns
You was popping pills right from the start (damn)
Baby girl, you know that broke my heart
Dual shooter on you like akimbo (akimbo)
I just wanna see
d'fer, ni d'baveux (coupe, coupe)
La jalousie, ça rend miséreux, ça dévie les hommes pieux (Glock)
Akimbo, j'en ai deux (Glock) Akimbo, j'en ai deux
Forty-five be bangin'
Red dead revolver slangin'
You on the 'gram you fakin'
I get that paper chase it
I got two Guns Akimbo
Drop the addy info
Forty-five be bangin'
Red dead revolver slangin'
You on the 'gram you fakin'
I get that paper chase it
I got two Guns Akimbo drop the addy info
der Song läuft im Loop (ja, ja, ja)
Wir chillen am Strand wie Flamingos
Holden Double Cocktails im Akimbo
Das ist Karibik, Bruder
Sippen Cuba Libre von
I'd rather be dead
I can't stray from harms way,
Arms akimbo
Likened me to psalms
Stay strong — Akimbo
What's with the guns that you hide?
You keep your
death the kid
Limbo hit with got akimbos
I don't gotta use a blick
But really if I did
All my shots would hit
Never miss with my pistols
And you'd never
akimbo
Go on line em up we
Knock em down that's they're first strike
Overseas were fucken blowing pounds till it hurts
We them top rocking choppers
I'd rather be dead
I can't stray from harms way
Arms akimbo
Likened me to psalms
Stay strong — Akimbo
What's with the guns that you hide?
You keep
la monnaie apaise
Ma belle, j'vais quitter la France, oui, ma gâtée
Tu vas toucher l'sky, prends un verre de 'Sky sans ice (sans ice)
Mode Akimbo si
thru it
Am I smart or stupid
Am I gonna lose it
This my shot I'm Cupid
Arrow and a bow
Akimbo Rambo
Style with the flow
Endless ammo
Mom I gotta go
You fuck around and get sliced
Or you can get shot
Two on me akimbo
We was out moving them rocks
It bought us them knots
But I act like I been
Been in the endzone
Pulled up to the scene dripped out like a faucet
Like a faucet, Aye
Dripped out like Faucet
Dripped out like Faucet
Akimbo
Uhhh
Look
It's Talo
Uhh look
Got two sticks that's akimbo
This shit easy as pie want a slice like you Kimbo
Wanna fuck with my gang gotta turn in
För din info yea
För din info yea
För din info friends and family över allt kastade bimbo
Ner i svalg ja 2 shots tack de som akimbo
En för min plug
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