Lyrics:
Nepýtaj sa ma, drž hubu, daj si šluk, ťa dá do kľudu
Načapuj mi rum zo sudu, potom vyrazím do klubu
Majiteľ by chcel aby sme začali hrať tak na druhú
ustrice v Dunaji
Píše mi Adam Van Dame
Ptá se mě, jestli mam part na jeho album nahranej a jestli to vůbec dáme
Kurva, Adam je frajer, tak říkam Adame,
ostatni
Gdy ty byś wiedział wywierciłbyś jej trzecią
Linię metra wtedy w gardle
Ten album to alter ego
Syf który muszę wywieźć by spać
Bazuję na tym co
bochen, temu dam na wódę, uh
Bo nie oceniam nikogo i nie lubię być oceniany (woah)
Ziomki z Interii pisały recenzję, nim album do końca został wysłuchany
I bring to it
(What you bring to it?)
Wet pussy by the light behind the curtain
Paper towel wrapped around her
Thigh absorbing it (Ah)
I'm the type
miliónů
S podobnejma představama
Nenapadlo by mě ani ve snu
Že se dostanu tam, kde sem dneska
Ročník jedna devět osm šest
A vobyčejnej kluk z malýho
se říct si svoji cenu
Cesta trnitá, za mnou nechávám růže (Nechávám růže)
Doufám, že tohle album vykouzlí ti úsměv (Vykouzlí úsměv)
Kloužu nočním
you Black, it's all trap
I was tryna solve all the family shit
Same time gettin' robbed by my management
Same time arguing wit' shawty gettin' mad
Moje flow stojí osmdesát osm tisíc euro
Chtěl by jsi taky takovou, co? Leda hovno
Moje bars stojí osmdesát osm tisíc euro
Chtěl by jsi vědět proč, je
and a pipe
Or a bike and a spinner, a weapon and some transport, for my little nigga
Posted Destiny up on her b-day, and got blocked by bare silly hoes
But
dropped a album in two years and I'm still on tv
I gotta swag so retarded like hoa
The girls like boosie fuck me harder,
Bitch! hoa
Nigga say they
This Song Is Called
Clown Luv
From Shaggy 2 Dope's
First solo album
Fuck Off!
Here They Are;
HEY!!
(Shaggy 2 Dope) - Verse 1
Gansta's bangin,
to go
I'm on a hunt for the freak nasty, bitch, from head to toe
[Chorus]
"I think you are, I have all of your albums,
I went and bought'em yesterday,
Night Herding Song
Produced by Dave Cobb
Album Songs of the Plains
Oh say, little dogies, why don't you lay down?
You've wandered and trampled
life
I don't know, on my life
Yo, nigga check the stacks, check the results
We in your top five by default
I swear to God we're putting UK rap
somebody by their steering wheel
'Cause you know that mother fucker in that Ford Taurus
Could be the next mother fucker in that new Porsche
But like I
Yeah, early 2014 I was on the Knock Madness tour
I was mad about it, I half-assed my album cause I really didn't know what I was rapping for
I was
Fans take a picture of me grinning
When I'm around women it's like that
Now picture me, I think I'm winning
When I'm alone see it's right by
cause I know majors
Back to my music, back to my papers
Back to the paparazzi stuffing our faces
Back to my boy whose discussing my wages
One by one
the fries
Would you stick by my side?
Would you ride?
Would you roll?
Would you go?
Need to know, Need to know
Hit a slump
What if business was slow?
stopped hoopin' I been pimpin' pens!
Now I'm surrounded by these bitches like I was pimpin' Ken!
Lookin' for a bubble butt, tryin' to bust a couple nuts!
myself to a degree
Just by telling you about people like me
But people like me they speak politely
They don't start no beef or peace
Everybody gotta eat
Yo!
John.
What's up?
Yo, I'm going to put the song about your house on the album. Is that cool?
Uh Yeah, I just don't want to have any, like,
Could have Guitars that I have never played,
Every Elvis album ever made.
I got the cars, I should learn to drive
Could have a house that would blow
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