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Lời bài hát: It'S Curtains

Nhạc sĩ: Earl Stevens

Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650

Uh, everything I do is supersized
In a big and tall proportion, I want to thank my daddy for making me
And I'm making my mama get an abortion
I'm perking, having my change, getting my bread
Lucky to be alive, not dead, a thousand steps ahead of the rest
But a sucker head to rest
When I'm at my worst, I'm at my best
She pull out a stack, I'm out her breast
Running through her purse like, where's the rest?
All cash, no checks
California, Maine, it's mania on the west
I'm a leader, not a computer, pay me like a parking meter
Molly Whopper, sucker, Mossberg, street sleeper
Nine millimeter, shortstopper like Derek Jeter
The coke that I cook hella loud like a club speaker
I got them Fabregas and them Esmeralda, they can't believe they eyes
Supposed to be 36, how did he get an extra five?
Zips over here, real speed
Got them gun skills like a Navy SEAL
Bitch!
Woke up in the mountain, it's chirping
Fall going crazy, it's chirping
Bottle on my nightstand, still perking
When I hit the block, it's chirping
I got a quirk, knock, have, it's curtain
Zip, knock, break, it's curtain
I got a quirk, knock, have, it's curtain
Zip, knock, break, it's curtain
Who that be, man?
That's that nigga, Zip
Yeah, front row, right back, ride with my family
But y'all cats know I ain't went nowhere at all
Yeah, I'm still off in the gang with my gloves off
Feet off in my jeans, riding with my team
Late night shift, my lil' niggas off the
Cream is the thing that we sling
Get off in my way, man, you can hang from a string
We don't do no talking, yeah, they know we run the block
Like my nigga just said, don't get molly
The pimpin', the pimpin', the pimpin', pimpin', don't stop
From Cali to Tampa, them niggas all about their guap
We checkin', we checkin', we checkin', checkin' the staff
Three, six, eight, and ten, the phone in the face of me
Gettin' the rap, we cuffin' the batch
We buffin' the batch
Three, six, eight, and ten, the phone in the door in the back
Bitch!
Woke up in the moment, burst chirpin'
Fallin' going crazy, it's curpin'
Bottle on my nightstand, still perkin'
When I hit the block, it's curpin'
I got a quirk, knock, have, it's curpin'
Tits, knock, break, it's curpin'
I got a quirk, knock, have, it's curpin'
Tits, knock, break, it's curpin'
I'm bankin', ballin', never fellin', never fallin'
Used to crawl, but now I'm walkin', your darling keep callin'
Text me to call it back
I'll take it, I'll take it, I'll take it
I told her text is fine, I got hella *** to do
And I ain't got no time, she on the bone
But my time is valuable, so I charge the bitch
Like rhino, hit the mall
And I spit it like a cyclone
Her head game crazy, she a psycho
I ain't a pimp, just a hustler
With an abundance of women
I don't force them to do ***, cause I ain't in the Senate
I'm winnin', wonder what you can add to my pockets
I got B's on me, I'm Paulin'
I don't landy and I'm turnt up like car keys
Bad bitch on her knees, bout to party
I don't landy and I'm turnt up like car keys
Bad bitch on her knees, bout to party
I don't landy and I'm turnt up like car keys
Woke up in the mommies, verse chirpin'
Phone goin' crazy, it's curfin'
Bottle on my nightstand, still perchin'
When I hit the block, it's curfin'
I got a quarter to knock, half to knock
Sip, knock, break, it's curfin'
I got a quarter to knock, half to knock
Sip, knock, break, it's curfin'
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