Lyrics:
I got it mean I should to go get it
Don't need to huddle fighting for inches
From middle class but I been through the trenches
Need a new frame we
extensions
New dimensions and that big Ole
Loft
Hebrew extensions new dimensions and that big
Ole loft I put my inches and dimensions in that
Big Ole mouth we
norteño, 'inche culito
No es pesadilla, te ha matado el vaquerito
σα τον Ross
Κι η μπάλα φτερά πάν' στο Porsche
Floss floss
Τόσο φάρδος παίρνει 2 λωρίδες
30 inches 10 αλυσίδες
Πυροβολάμε ούτε που μας είδες
Ακούς τον
gag me?
Gag me
The doctor saved the day, said I was inches from the end
This morphine led the way so I could crawl out of my skin
I'm pulling
Baby just walking out of that fashion show
You think you’re it, you’re it
You’re fifty inches heels
You can’t walk in, walk in, walk in
Think you
she wanna be my missus
Netflix and we're chillin'
Bare hugs and kisses
Now she just gassed, man, ugh
She after Tech9 inches
Ey, now she got man
forced our way in that door when support was missing
'Cause of course we going for it like it's 4th and inches
Support it and stay aboard it, don't abort
I thought I came but I peed on the dick
Pubic hair got inches, that's weave on the dick
Pussy like a tree, it got leaves on the shit
Bang bang
inches, take a poll
I'm uncut, out of control
Stroke of genius, 'bout to blow like you never seen before
Once a week, post on Instagram and they be
taxing for a feature
She be fucking for a feature, these niggas they real good leeches
Grab my hair it's thirty inches, skinny bitch that like it deeper
Nigga I'm winnin', you stuck on them bitches
I'm forth, and I'm inches, I get to gold
Handle my business, I started, I finished
And pardon my language,
and she then go down
Fourth and inches from the end zone line
And I ignore all her friends online
Been tryna tell 'em I'm sick with the pen
But I
over my desk
Body forgets to eat
But not to drink
Work and I love strong
Feeling detached
Seated somewhere near
Five inches behind my sight
Your
最遠的距離我們之間多了他
5.58 inches 擋著妳的眼神沒有紮
我想記得妳的樣子有點面熟 I mean
我的線索都是半張臉孔 有點籠統
我以為妳會期待我們見面
我以為我們能夠認識不只有夢裡的畫面
或許妳害怕交談只留下一張照片
我離開時還在想是否我的奢望有點越線
我想 看妳跳舞
question me
Only one in my business
Going miles for me so only you get these inches, ay
You the only one I wanna Netflix and chill with
Only attitude
style
Holding me close, taking inches for miles
Calling your name in a major key
Floating above, never moving our feet
Am I seeing you the same way
(bitch)
Where my weave glue? (Bitch)
Run me thirty inches (bitch)
If your weave new shake it for these thirsty bitches (bitch)
Girl your weave through
potenu chiantare tutti se potenu curare
ci a subbra lu balcone ci ne inche le campagne
Bona puru subbra le montagne
Sensemilla weed ganja skunk o
the moments shot through lenses
Will forever cling to you
Oh, what things you miss in hiding
Behind five, or six inches
Have you captured moments,
about four inches between the back of my head
And the metal gurney bed
Slamming it, retractions
I feel the back of my skull is cracking
A broken
We'll give it away
Yeah, give it away
If this is our fate
If this is our fate
Free yourself from the doubt on your route
You're inches away, away
They'll
Taken by a blood relation-take that, love that
Given inches, given fortitude-take that, love that
Crying eyes, a man of forty-take that, love that
I'm 18 in a S550 platinum on 22 inches
Dem haters say they gon' back me tell dem haters come get wit me
I'm finna run da game, these other rappers
Discuss these inches Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In