Lyrics:
J Fizzle (fizzle)
Jagged boyz (yeah, know what i mean)
[chorus]
dont get mad your girl chosed me, uh (hey,hey,hey,come on)
J E some P.I.M.P
S-P-I-R-I-T
Spirit, let's hear it
S-P-I-R-I-T
Spirit, let's hear it
Let's go
I've had enough
There's a voice in my head
Says I'm better off
Menge schreit's grad im Saal
S-I-R zum P, aha
S-I-R zum P, aha
S-I-R zum P, aha
S-I-R zum P, aha
S-I-R zum P, aha
S-I-R zum P, aha
S-I-R zum P, aha
S-I
a fire (p.i. p.i. p.i.)
Day and night bomb a explode (boom a boom a boom)
Too much youths a deh
Whose fight, it is a question I ask
Too much youths
train, spit game from the get green.
Hey, T.I.P. been bangin' thick dames since he was fifteen.
The click came ran trains, if her shit clean.
The same
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P
Yeah
I'm pushin p
Nigga i'm pushin p's
Yeah Yeah
I'm pushin p
Nigga I'm pushin p
I'm pushing p
Mhmmm
Yeah yeah
Yeah
I'm doing fifty miles
Per hour
In
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
S.I.M.P
A S.I.M.P
A S.I.M.P
A S.I.M.P
S.I.M.P
A S.I.M.P
A S.I.M.P
A S.I.M.P
I am, A S.I.M.P
Gave you all my love
And you left me
so I had to R.I.P. it
Mercury, I’m a rockstar, R.I.P.
David Bow, I’m a rockstar, R.I.P.
Cobain, I’m a rockstar, R.I.P.
John Lennon, I’m a rockstar,
Because he gave all of us
F.R.E.E.
F.R.E.E.
F.R.E.E.
S.H.I.P.P.I.N.G.
F.R.E.E.
F.R.E.E.
F.R.E.E.
S.H.I.P.P. I.N.G.
Free shipping bitch
Free shipping bitch
a P.I.M.P, (Yeah), how to be a P.I.M.P, (Yeah), how To be a P.I.M.P, (Yeah!)
Can't love a hoe, dog a hoe, gotta get that, dough, oh!
Girly's in the backseat
I lay down my life for you p3
I try to survive for you p3
I'll make you my wife girl you p3
You p3
You p3
I try to survive for you p3
I noe go fit
Yea, we real thugs
All our problems solved by guns
And all our lives depends on the drugs so yea
All my brothers R.I.P
Better be dead than not be free
Yeah
Yeah
I'm going up this time fasho
Yeah
No feelings left it's time to go up now
Rocking all black to all my shows
Yeah
R.I.P. who I was before
P・I・Z・Z・A
お電話一本ピザがゆく
P・I・Z・Z・A
フェイストゥフェイスは
いいもんだ
P・I・Z・Z・A
お電話一本ピザがゆく
P・I・Z・Z・A
フェイストゥフェイスはたまに傷
ピザ屋の彼女になってみたい
なりたくない 休みは不定休
あのフレーズ 憧れていたのは
そう遠い遠い青春
Get off the phone bae
F*** that social
Post this d*** up
Let's get closer
Get off that iPad
You don't need that
You got that good p****
I just need
Acha que eu sou tolo
P I N K
Meu pink money não vou dar
P I N K
Meu pink money não vou dar
P I N K
Meu pink money não vou dar
P I N K
Meu pink money não
R.I.P R.A.P R.I.P R.A.P R.I.P R.A.P
R.I.P R.A.P Khellini n'rapper lli bghit
R.I.P R.A.P R.I.P R.A.P
Khellini nghenni lli bghit
Nefss l hedra kataawed
this is I-I baby
I don't know what you heard about me
But i'm a motherfucking P.I.M.P
And bitch I don't love no birds or thotties
A bitch cant even get
You can't see?
You can't see?
You can't see?
You're fuckin' with a P I M P
It's for the G's, the pimps and the hustlers
It's for the G's,
Sie sehen Armleder, sehen Airmax, sehen Armani
P-A-K-I, P-A-K-I
Teil mit der Straße, mit den Bettlern und mit Pennern Money
P-A-K-I, P-A-K-I
S-P-I-R-I-T
Spirit, let's hear it
S-P-I-R-I-T
Spirit, let's hear it
Let's go
I've had enough
There's a voice in my head
Says I'm better off
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