FTW - Chuck Inglish, BOLDY JAMES, Reese

FTW - Chuck Inglish, BOLDY JAMES, Reese

Альбом
Everybody's Big Brother
Год
2015
Язык
`英語`
Длительность
202880

以下は曲の歌詞です FTW 、アーティスト - Chuck Inglish, BOLDY JAMES, Reese 翻訳付き

歌詞 " FTW "

原文と翻訳

FTW

Chuck Inglish, BOLDY JAMES, Reese

Walked in this bitch, man we trying to fuck it up

I’m losing my section man we came to bust it up

Glock on my hip, so they won’t catch me slipping

We ain’t fucking with you niggas, man we trying to get these bitches

The dope man had to take some time out the kitchen

The dope man had to take some time out the kitchen

We ain’t fucking with you niggas we came for the bitches

We ain’t fucking with you niggas we came for these bitches

Ice sauce dripping fresh up out the pot boy

Small talking won’t get you far boy

Put my arm in the top and whip it

Like a broke stove in the kitchen

Hey i came down like a riding slab

But i came out like a situation

We use to split five at the tennis court

Now we going to drop the top up in the leisure

Hey i walk in with beef in the lighter man

And now we about to get a 100 grand

I need a mill plus a hundred more

Rest sent straight to the floor

Hey she love the way that we be flexing

Light skin ass fat in houston Texas

Now I’m on a lean like a country seal

Now I’m on a lean like i cracked the ceiling

Open this bitch baby I’m trying to fuck it out

Norkles in my section man yea we trying to bust it up

Locked on my hips so they won’t catch me

Fucking with you niggers I’m trying to fuck these bitches

Dope man had to take some time off kitchen

Dope man had to take some time off kitchen

We ain’t fucking with you man I’m trying to get these bitches

We just fucking with you nigga we just came for these bitches ass

I was 400 degrees fresh out the juvi

Running through bagging for a 100

I would have killed

Store Tyre rear hot block on fire

100 G’s at the top spot set off admire

Break dance the whole bag in a heartbeat

Posted up in the track while strapped in the car seat

Screamiong free my nigga puple game rule Bruno

In the kitchen wrist flick

Trying to roll me up a huge blow

With six game chain wrist game

Hurricane cane Hugo sipping all this drain

Got me somewhere up in pluto

Mix the water with the soda

The starter got the others where they got me

Yo all day lookin dope like my aunt molly

My wrist rollin trips talking four five six

It’s a ladies night break the ice

On the dice right quick like your wife think twice

I don’t like that shit

Spilling activist drips on my all white fits

I had the ball white 10's

The clocks in all white 10's

The four door side on my daughter all white benz

Cause i got you a job i hope you good with your hands

I just tossed you a lot now pay me back when you can

Eggs in the pans she’s greasing the pot

I burn on low i don’t want to burn down your house

Just toaster in the juice pancake in the box

Girl can you really cook or we ordering out

Walked in this bitch and we trying to fuck it up

I’m losing my section man I’m trying to bust it up

Glocks on my hips so they won’t catch me slipping

I ain’t fucking with you man I’m trying to get these bitches

The dope man had to take some time off kitchen

The dope man had to take some time off kitchen

We ain’t fucking with you man I’m trying to get these bitches

We just fucking with you nigga we just came for these bitches ass

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