Lyrics:
Where you from nigga?
[boom bam]
I'm from the see to the o to the m to the p to the t to the o to the n
Niggas be poppin' that shit and I'll be sockin
to the O-S-T-O-N
Where cats double push friends for dollars and gems
Platinum artistes they don't want to come here (nah)
Not cause of lack of money or bitches,
laced in our 'getts
A bounce in the bubble bullet proof G.S.
Of the Ac' NSX with a mack ten express
Or my Q-4-5 with two new four-fifths
I'm into cars
the days of the Colt 45's and gang bangers
Cocaine slangers who sliced doors no time to cook up
Them niggas like raw
It's all about the dollar
sheilds and vests laced in our 'getts
A bounce in the bubble bullet proof G.S.
Of the Ac' NSX with a mack ten express
Or my Q-4-5 with two new
Kile le yi oke kpokpo
Kile le yi Oshodi okè
Kile le yi oke suna
Ah o'n gbona feli feli yoo
I dey rap I dey sing like R Kelly yoo
People like to they
9 to 10
Pass me the rock watch me shoot the J the K and the M cuz I don’t Ls in the N
Heaven or hell will I fail will I win
I been on the road
For
a left swipe across yo face like we on tinder
See, Murdock starts a moth a fuckin inferno
I've walked through flames to get here by now it don't even burn
in our 'getts
A bounce in the bubble bullet proof G.S.
Of the Ac' NSX with a mack ten express
Or my Q-4-5 with two new four-fifths
I'm into cars
the ladies
It's about to get crazy, in here
And it's a lot around the block
All the single ladies you be takin', by me
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Big Sean]
Bitch is
the Caldecott tunnel on my way to the east
Niggas wanna call me bro wit no relation to me
Hitters on speed dial they filet'n the beef
Know that its some
the shit
I ain't seen em once since election hit
I really think this nigga dumb as fuck
Prices going up I paid two dollars for a bubble gum
If you scared
uncles who aint even got em a car
Instead they forced to ride a bike back n forth to their job
Run in the fam most of us aint even seen half of the mall
niggas
Don't eva try me, nigga
Don't try to run no bullshit like that [unverified], nigga
You know I'ma a fool for this, I gots two for this
I'll
So I was checking you out
On the solo tip
And at the end of my line
I was about to get hip
By your sweet set of love
That just won't let me go
Take
She was 21 with a rock n roll soul
Cutting her teeth on that rebel radio.
Sounded like Emmy Lou Harris and the Rolling Stones
Searching for
niggas
Don't eva try me, nigga
Don't try to run no bullshit like that [unverified], nigga
You know I'ma a fool for this, I gots two for this
I'll
who is yet to discover his personal legend
(Snass - uh - 2002)
[Chorus: Repeat twice]
Here I come here I come
The S.N.A. double dollar sign here I come
ain't sequel the playa moves on me makin' pay
Sayin' what I want to man, cause I'm backed up by a crew
Down wid me to clown wid me, what Flizy got work
rentrer dans ma chambre c’est
10€ par a par adulte
J’bats des ailes, j’bats des ailes
Comme la colombi-N-E des fucks aux haineux
J'cueille que les champi
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