Lyrics:
Call you a bitch cuz I know that you mad
Extended clip light him up like a fag
Chain mail tie you up cuz bad
Breakin a nail like a bitch actin sad
Stabiel inkomen
Welvaart
Ah yeah mayor money
Steen eiland
Mayor motherfucking money
Lichtmetalen velgen
Mad clips mad clips
John Travolta
Mad clips
what I want
(What you want, Nine?) Fat beats for my rhymes
(What you want, Nine?) Mad clips for my nines
(What you want, Nine?) An ill posse
And my
Everybody mad j'ai mon clip avec Baz
J'veux pas me penser bad ça m’a couté mille piastres
Don't you wish you had un clip avec Baz
Va falloir tu
what I want
(What you want, Nine?) Fat beats for my rhymes
(What you want, Nine?) Mad clips for my nines
(What you want, Nine?) An ill posse
And my
what I want
(What you want, Nine?) Fat beats for my rhymes
(What you want, Nine?) Mad clips for my nines
(What you want, Nine?) An ill posse
And my
Let me talk my shit
Like only I can do
Empty mad clips
Dare you to step through
I then had it up to here with y’all god damn
Now this shit just
mad clip
Ρισκάρω το κάθε μου βράδυ
Μωρό μου για σένα δε νιώθω
Για σένα δεν θα μετανιώσω
Έχω βάλει έναν υψηλό στόχο
Και σίγουρα θα το εκπληρώσω
Ο χρόνος
'em know your next move
Don't you know Bad Boys move in silence and violence?
Take it from your highness (uh-huh)
I done squeezed mad clips at these
'em know your next move
Don't you know Bad Boys move in silence and violence?
Take it from your highness (uh-huh)
I done squeezed mad clips at these
bro and that shit had me sad, talk on bro now you getting me mad
Extended clip hit em up then I gotta dip huh huh
I been feeling like upping and flaming
Appropriate, no doubt, but bust it
I love this rap shit got me fillin mad clips perhaps it's
Them fake rappers, but they damn good actors
From population,
the whole aura
Pussy wasn't all that, that's why I never called her
It's all about quick whips and fast knicks
Gats with mad clips, TV's in your whips
My
with mad clips, TVs in your whips
Don't stop, I'm not finished yet
My style tight like Gotti when I touch you
Seasoned Picatti
Or Versace joints with
the cap fits, folded up money and mad clips
Are stacked right under my mattress
To smoke a nigga like a Hughes Brothers motion picture
Niggas getting
the cap fits, folded up money and mad clips
Are stacked right under my mattress
To smoke a nigga like a Hughes Brothers motion picture
Niggas getting
the whole aura
Pussy wasn't all that, that's why I never called her
It's all about quick whips and fast knicks
Gats with mad clips, TV's in your whips
My
Let me talk my shit real quick
You wanna beef yeah I'm ready like a clip
Lil baby mad got ha nigga on my hip
He say he like my vibe so he took me
wanna bang me, listen (listen)
We got mad slugs and we off mad bud
And forty bottles of that liquid (Woo)
Olde English, hoes fiendish
Smoke the greenest,
on
I’m getting forensics twisting your head on
Traffic, mad clips, caskets, pass this
Ashes to ashes that shit, backwards, tactics
Bitches only like me for
just put my whole advance on his head ain't strip him naked
I'm just talking mad shit
Yea I got mad clips and mad sticks
Drop that low inside my dm, fuck
the bitcoin in or she buy a gift card
Incript that digit from her main credit card
try scam me for ps then I'm getting very mad
Clip long like man dick broda mi
the Spanish props, I got to have it
Loadin' and bustin' up mad clips, gettin' up asses
Grabbin' the girls on they asses
Duck when the MAC hits or be dead
Clip m.a.d. είμαι ο MVP
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