Lyrics:
I be feelin' a way yeah
I know you do too
Why the hell you won't say something
Four, five shots when the light cut on
We bae'd up
Say you too drunk
get that
You can't get no text back
Money in the A
Money in the V
All black K5, Batman Energy
Say she like my accent, She fuck for Louis V
All that gas
Yeahh
Yeahhh
Yeah
Look
Huh
It's like Five AM in the morning and I'm drunk again
I just rolled a blunt then I pass it to another bitch
And my other
session, hmlu, môžeš ju nakrájať rukou
Spod pultu sa dymí, niekto tu strieľal bazukou
Ucho kúpe sa v rauši, užíva si čudný zvuk, ou
Mood ako Snoop. Mozog už
zo Tvoju obeť. Som jej vôbec hoden
Som už muž, či stále chlapec? Kade ďalej
Mal som tu vnútri hmlu, už vidím kus ďalej
A čím si bližší, tým mi zmysli v
bitch the gang we prevail
Bag heavy like a ton bitch you know I'm one of one
Forty two plus three four five's leave you slump
Four plus five run it up
! ben me v'là !
J'ai un peu bu,
Oh ça j'dis pas,
On a fait tous un' bonn' semaine
Où y'a du plaisir y'a pas d'gêne
Viens poupoul', quand j'ai bu un
Chci nehybně zůstat stát
Když venku padá sníh
Pár vloček nasbírat
Zahřát je v dlaních svých
Je půlnoc městem tichý zvon zvoní
A za oknem mé schované
dost těhletěch nestvůr
Já jsem já a oni dávaj mi do ruky
Scenář a roli, kde se cejtim pak vážně nesvůj
Nestůj mi v mojí cestě
Když se ti nelíbí, najdi si
další v řadě, z těch, co mě jen potopí
Ale já to vidim jinak, já tě znám a oni ne
Utečeme spolu někam, snad mi mami promineš
Posledních pár let můj život,
this
Like this
They never tell me that it get like this
Five on the feet, got the diamond machines
They never tell me that it get like this
Like this
Sex v éteri a my čillujeme ako epedy
Rebeli bez príčiny
Čierne džíny, čierne mikiny
A cítime sa obrovskí ako čierne ah
Nejdeme spať, hore až do ďalšieho
not a single woman
You've put your cock in
You've never been fucked
You've never even had your dick sucked
V-IR-G-IN
Yeah you said you got fucked
Uh, Uh, yeah yeah, uh, uh, uh
V-v-vespire beat this shit!
Riding in yo city with a semi in my fendi
I got plenty Henny
Glock out wit me when I'm
bitch (What?)
Bags, I got a fast car
Bags, I ain't even drive it
Hangin' with the Pirus (What? What?)
Hangin' with the Fives (yeah)
I got mob ties, I
want a shot
But they ain't this cool word
One, two, three, four, five
Six, seven, eight mo' times
This 'bout the eighth time i been
Killing y'all now
nuca
Spicca il volo, mira alla vetta
Stacca il suolo" scendi più giù
(Più giù) , sotto le case, le chiese
Qui non v'è consolo
Non v'è condono, non v
Vítej tu v sousedství teď jsi jedním z nás
Na tenhle barák pozor dej z
Něj až přechází mráz
Hlavně nepodnikej loupeže
A neťukej tam na dveře!
in my Louis V
She said "Do you love me?"
I said "Bitch I'm busy"
Hey little thotty at the party and
She fuckin on me yah
She call me at the party
Vnímaj, toto je hudba jak oči
Ja vnímam, dneska ma nikto nevytočí
Kukám sa na svet cez ružové brýle
Vo veľkom šírim tu radosť jak dealer
Všetko mám v
Ela vem de Louis V
Por baixo tá de lingerie
Fode como eu nunca vi
Na cama é uma bad bitch
Quente igual Wasabi
Nóis não perdemos o time
Pede pra
Boi u don't want no smoke
My nigga is trained to blow
Try us we ready to go
This 4,5 ain't for show
Yu acting like u know
But fact is you don't
In now I'm fucking bad bitches in a cop car (cop car)
That's a fast car that's a nascar (nascar)
Thirty five five for the wood grain (grain)
Twenty
Three packs
Four niggas all riding strapped in the Cadillac
In Five minutes it be six niggas screamin' out gang
Seven on some shoes spent eight thousand
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