On Fire - Young Dro

On Fire - Young Dro

Альбом
Don Cannon & Young Dro Present R.I.P.
Год
2011
Язык
`英語`
Длительность
168610

以下は曲の歌詞です On Fire 、アーティスト - Young Dro 翻訳付き

歌詞 " On Fire "

原文と翻訳

On Fire

Young Dro

Oh hi goddamn, brown Trans Am, I’m on fire

Loud as Cham', standing in the trap with these loud ass jems

Loud ass pipes, around these loud ass rims

God, God, look at my garage, Maserati cars

I can’t see floors, this is no facade

Bitches go retard

Thousand pass we call that a picture in the yard

My paint keep falling, wet, wet shawty

«Shoulder Lean"money, I’m still balling

Got them soldiers in the tomb, pockets overload

Stack my money up and take a rocket to the moon

AK in the freezer, ready to put my glasses in the room

When I get with these hoes, first we pop it then we sue them

The hottest in the room, you know I won’t lie

You know I’m sitting tall, you know I’m on fire

Call me Young Dro Because I’m smoking on fire

Ball if you want, please shawty don’t try

Players only live once, everybody going to die

So whatever shawty want, you know shawty going to buy

Aye, but shawty on fa, fa, fa, on fire

Shawty on fa, fa, fa, on fire

Shawty on fa, fa, fa, on fire

Shawty on fa, fa, fa, on fire

Call me Young Dro because I’m smoking on fire (X4)

I am Young Dro, what you telling me?

Pocket full of celery, I know how to be a player

I am V. Delery, nigga run up on me wrong know I get a felony

Damn fresh in the club, damn who they asking me?

Fellas be trying see my cars look like my Automart

Rovers in the crowd and I don’t know how to call them up

I’ma start a hundred cars, race them up, paid them up

(Incomprehensible) grey in March, Uncle Blue in April, dimes in the stable

Gators I’ma blow them out

Tell the bitches if they don’t behave I’ma throw them out

Drop top probable, make it rain on the Doppler

Grand Hustle king got a mafia, nigga what’s popping?

I’m a beast, soon as I hit release mode

Pop your open like the Lamborghini doors

Young Dro I’m the «Best Thang Smokin''

On fire, on fire, on fire, on fire

Riding down Edgecombe, I just left Zaxby’s

Chickens at the restaurant, chickens in my Chevy trunk

Classic, super straight, Dro you cannot duplicate

Nigga you ain’t hustle till you sold it out the Super 8

Traveloid, super cake, do a hundred jazz up

Super strong kush got them coughing like the swap meet

(Incomprehensible)

Dro you say you spent a million on the jewelry

Who you lying to?

Try who?

Nigga I will suffocate and bust the K

Show them how to cultivate, and buy a house with ocean state

Plus I say I’m real with the hustle I multicate

First they start biting, I require y’all muzzle they

Mouth is doubt me, eight mile high houses

Grand Hustle king y’all know what I’m about bitch

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