Lyrics:
right)
Now she wanna spend (what?)
All night with me (She wanna wake up with Weezy F. Baby)
Let me be the one that you throw it to (throw it back, ma)
right)
Now she wanna spend (what?)
All night with me (she wanna wake up with Weezy F. Baby)
Let me be the one that you throw it to (throw it back, ma)
Dekiナイ
E. F. Funny Face
E. F. Funny Face
おろしたばかりの
White Slim Jeans
ドロにまみれてる Bad
気まぐれな秋の空と
カッコつかない Girl
カレのこと 少し気にして
情けない 乙女 映し出す
ショーウィンドウ
視線集める
部屋に戻って 無謀な
Georgia
(Yeah, Weezy F. Baby)
Decatur, where it's greater
And uh, I want all my sexy ladies to report to the dance floor immediately
We gon' Golden
Georgia
(Yeah, Weezy F. Baby)
Decatur, where it's greater
And uh, I want all my sexy ladies to report to the dance floor immediately
We gon' Golden
There's a city in France, where you can surf, where you can dance
c city that makes you feel cool, groove, f. high
We had oysters we had wine, in
at the ceiling, said it look like space, ahh
Got the drip all day, Cartier shades gon' cover my face, ahh
Young niggas getting money Weezy F. Baby how I walk with
I'm makin' her crawl, I'm makin' her run
I'm makin' it numb, I'm makin' it cum, I am
Young Weezy F. Baby
She wish she could make a copy of my dick
d'abord
Tu veux du hardcore
Viens nous on t'emmène
y avait my men Sopra F. A. H. A. R. AS
Non n'ai pas la haine
Rappelle toi du rap assassin
On arrive boum
I got balmain money, that don't spend on jeans
Just because they monitoring my E. F. T's
In these streets, my paper trail bleeds for me
I'm a man,
Hälfte John F. Kennedy, Hälfte Sons of Anarchy
Ich brauche keinen Arzt, der mir mein Leben in die Länge zieht
Vielleicht zerstör' ich mich,
where's waldo?
Ten bricks straight powder air cargo
Weezy F. straight hustlin' no barcode
You don't know what my heart holds, straight fuel
Take ya bitch
don't you tell what you seen (huh, huh)
I'ma boss up the street, ho, you shittin' me?
How your jet land at John F. Kennedy? (Shmoney)
It's a sixteen
Hälfte John F. Kennedy, Hälfte Sons of Anarchy
Ich brauche keinen Arzt, der mir mein Leben in die Länge zieht
Vielleicht zerstör' ich mich,
périmé
Les MCs lyricists ti kiri w ti kiki w timchiw f feeling
Kolchi f rasso m'tiré
Koun kent f Mirican koun toc toc, dozat ki Billie Jean
3chiri galli
F*ck n*gga, just stay in your lane
You know my n*ggas go cray
Pull up that chopper goes Bang
Automatic don't need no aim
I pop out with the fresh ass
You talking to the sergeant
Body marked up like the subway in Harlem
Call him, Weezy F. Baby, please say the baby
If you don't see me on the block I
Yeah buddy
Weezy F. Baby Baby
Yeah, my type of shit
See, when I do what I do, I do it
I said, when I do what I do, I do it
That right
See,
under deras blåa jeans där är det inte mycket som finns.
F G Am
Nej, där är det inte mycket som finns…
F G C E F G C E
För alla rasister dom har små, små
jean La
L9éti ghdak f l cousina koun rajel ghi mea wlad l9**b
Mok haza lgofa 3liha t9al
Hna kberna l9ina l VA kitkal
Drabna tré9 3la l7ram wch7al
Li
like a marvel back flip jeans
Stay skinny like I starve my fabric, where da haters at heller
I found you no I don't give a F word about you I do me leave
a army
I'm walking with purple hearts on me
You talking to the sergeant
Body marked up like the subway in Harlem
Call him, Weezy F. Baby, please say
up on my hip incase we get the blowing
Blue Jeans
Blue Jeans
I just paid 15,000 for some True Religion
She say I'm fly, say I'm fly like a f
bullet holes the size of craters
You ain't heard the latest, Weezy F. the greatest
Battle anybody, nigga, fuck whoever your favorite
It's a new game,
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