Lyrics:
a lil boy you wit a prince tonight
Ya like fairy tales girl I can be ya knight
And you can be Cinderella or my snow white
Your eye candy to the eyes
idiot)
J'ai la black card de l'écureuil (ouais)
J'suis comme Jon Snow sur la muraille (paw)
Comme Louis XIV sur la peinture
Tout le train d'vie sorti
ten nośnik
I kończę zostawię bity coś dla reszty gości
Dobija się do okna styczniowy chłód to Poznań
Tu słodkich snów znów wschód słońca życzy
Tu za
flow
Covered in ice like I fell in the snow
I step in the spot everybody like woah
Yo, linked up with the misfit's (Yeah)
Worried bout me need a mind
the A with some snow on the bluff (dig)
They said they be toting them K's but we be calling they bluff (dig)
On that X, I'm playing charades, I don't be
a plug from the P, (free Snow), then the cops got him
Cock run, make the block run, opps duck
I got the drop on some funds, man, I'm finna cop some
clappin'
Thizz face on like I'm Mac Dre
Since I said it, R.I.P to Mac Dre
Hit a pussy nigga with the pat down
Gang in this bitch with the MAC's out
elle est vexée (ah ouais)
J'ai l'côté démon comme Jon Snow
Fuckboi, t'es à Compton pas à Boston
Si tu poucaves on va te brrr comme Pop Smoke
Mes
lies?
Back the python and burst your slime
Call me Thorpe Park, done all them rides
How's he still here? He got all that bine
P.u.g come rock with
rêvent de l'buter mais j'suis pas prêt d'fauter
Futé pas foutu, j'tire, c'est pas des foutaises
C'est réel, tu fantasmes
Tu connais la formule, le p
Nan nan nan, n'envoie pas le mouton tuer le loup, en France y'a pas de bloods
Que des p'tits chaperons rouges qu'on fait une fois deux-trois sous
sched (yeah)
Way too fast for a delay (too fast)
Know that she has to come correct, I have to launch her and this P collect (skrr-skrr)
Your mom said
to the rave and make it snow
And how is it the summer and I'm fully looking cold?
And if you do not rate me why the fuck you so involved?
Man that used to be
Zeg P on the track, bitch
Vintage
J'suis dans la caravane, bébé, tu m'sauveras pas
Dis-le-moi, j'emporterai nada
Qu'est-c'que j'vais devenir?
l'on frise, serre la main fais pas la bise
J'mets pas mes ieds-p sur la piste, je vide mon verre dans le carré
J'amasse l'oseille pour me barrer,
yeah
Le problème du bonheur, c'est p't'être l'espoir
Le problème de ma vie, c'est les roses noires
Les problèmes des renois, c'est les renois
Chaque
10's 20's
People say they make it rain
People say they make it snow
Bitch I'm makin' it hail
Throwin' change at you and laugh (hahaha)
Plastic
Alpine
Put the coke on the dash roll a dollar do a line
Pump RBL maybe 1,2,3
Or the funky shit by the I.M.P.
Now I'm high like a motherfuckin jet
Fuck a 9
What chu move around here, and you know I keep my tool around here
My niggaz act a fool around here, yeah
My hood, my set, my strip, my P's, whatever
We
Know the
Rules..I paid my dues...back in the day..I walk the streets with
.22's.....now, It's different times and different
Weathers...so now
Proper ass amps ??? Alpine
Put the coke on the dash roll a dollar do a line
Pump RBL maybe 1,2,3
Or the funky shit by the I.M.P.
Now I'm high like
New Jack sit, like G and Nino
Shit is real dunn, me and Hav rap for guns
You just a son, you be hung by the skin on your tongue
P
to your pimp
Like a P-I-T
Wool out
Don't let go to what you got
And don't come back short
'cause you might get mopped
I'm a pimp
And hoes ain't shit without
kicked in your do', and found all your snow
Your boys set you up, like Johnny Depp in Blow
You got nowhere to go, your cash flow is low
Guess who you
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