Lyrics:
It's just
Different when I spit it man
I'm Young Santiago
From Houston, Texas
Boys never quit
From the South
Heaven sent
Like a fire pit nigga
Fire
conversations she don't talk for free no
I'm a boss, I'm bossin’ babe
My b***h a boss, she bossin’ babe
My n***a boss, we bossin’ babe
We bossin’ babe, we
barracuda
I no too dey do ah
P to H A Y E double L L
Boy I'm on double xl
got me like double 07
Place your bets
Man I ain't taking no Ls
P to H A Y E
fire dirty
Like the way you serve me
Stimulate my body
Crunk, just like a party
Oh, you won't be sorry
My papi, I'm your mami
M-E-T-H-O-D Man
Top is up I let it down
From that H-Town to yo town we tipping down
You can tell I'm tipping down (Tipping down)
How my trunk is showing surround
J'fais l'mal pour des sommes
Comme tous les hommes d'ce monde
Mais je m'améliore tous les ans
Je m'améliore pour être parfait une seconde
Comme une
come and bite you in the end
You never hear me babble bout shorty and her friends
Cuz I one and done these h*** then I'm on the road again
I'm done
while I'm winning
I can never slow down I'm running laps
I don't just do it for the H town
Gotta do it all for my whole state now
State now state now
I
Drop your top, and roll with me
It's the Big Moe, and that E.S.G.
Boys bleeding blocks, in these H-Town streets
Man it's going down, making ghetto
Drop your top, and roll with me
It's the Big Moe, and that E.S.G.
Boys bleeding blocks, in these H-Town streets
Man it's going down, making ghetto
Aye shawty was feeling me
Shawty was feeling me
Shawty was feeling me
Yeah
Aye shawty know it's muthafuckin
Going down
Shawty know I'm finna sex you
(Tu vois cette vache putain?)
À 20h20 pétante, je veux qu'elle vole putain
Tu vois cette vache putain?
(Tu vois cette vache putain?)
Je veux
millimeter, it don't cover me, I'm caught up in this motherfuckin' fuckery/ 7th Sign, nigga
-H.I.T.L.A.H. Capo-Confuscious-Chorus-
Only God is us, homie
a n-n-nigga, sw-sw-switch
It's a h-hollow t-t-tip
There ain't no safety on this double M
I got 17 shots
One for you and one for all a them
Hoes pushin' up
boy.
Not at all.
The way you talking.
You deserve lock jaw.
But it's aight, it's ok.
Cause I'm finna get mo' h*** than a toupee.
Anyway new day, so that
the house
BlackClover in the h-h-h-house
Ay yo i'm livin, happy to be lucky
Inchin, closer to my goals theres better grub
Up in my kitchen baby listen
I'm
F#m
Кофе - мой друг
G#7
Музыка мой драг
C#m H A
И всё что вокруг - я могу сыграть
F#m
Дорога -
Shayla real different like Ozzy
H.B.I.C bitch I’m bossy
Pussy lips shining, they glossy
If it ain’t about money, you lost me
Bitch like to disk like
j’ai plus envie
Laisse-moi seul j’veux pas dormir
C’est le Onze qui prend l’dessus
2h plus tard c’est toi qui m’césu
2h plus tard c’est toi qui m
you could've had a kid
But instead you had to move on, hitting on my kin
Now I'm talkin two m's and they both gotta voc
One of them you couldn't hear
thánh thót rơi
Trời lắng u buồn mây hắt hiu ngừng trôi
Nghe gió thoảng mơ hồ trong mưa thu
Ai
just f**k the b***h i cuddle
Now I'm heading to the money, b***h I'm trapping with the muscle
Wardogg on the beat, missile rock ya
Carpool mobbed up, arm
Cool nigga but tha mug on mean
I’m dine to ride for tha fam and my team
Keepin’ it TriLLA that’s underground kings
So throwed in tha game tha H what I
I took off in the H, then I landed in the Mo'
We roll off of the eighths, yeah we take it and just go
All these white bitches be crazy they keep
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