da'juan dupri ya'acob freestyle (feat. dj ill808) şarkı sözleri

Nah nah nah, Hold up, hol' up What you know bout Ya'acob We been workin' so long, it's time to drop the load Wait till they fold, they hands up We couldn't stop the show How you gon' set the captives free, but you be droppin' soap I ain't here to judge your sin Only God would know Temper short but for the green it's like a pot of gold Cherokee Freedman in my blood Of course I know Geronimo Since 1921 My city burnin', ain't nowhere to go White girl in his head, she playin' games It's just an X & O, oh That's why I let my exes go Signing checks and lookin' back on nothin', that's the way to go Tired of throwin' alleys off the glass, this one a finger roll Beneficial roll, it's lookin' crazy like they need me though yea, they hopin' that the price is low YAHUAH ain't greedy, He my DD, we in Illinois You ain't no provider, you a liar, touchin' lil' boys Pistol in his lap, he always laughin', but he lackin' joy And he had a chance to throw the pig, he look like Colt McCoy Who the real McCoy? You filled with soy, can hear it in your voice Shorty started singin' on the spot, she thinkin' it's the voice Back when it was rough and we ain't have a choice How you wasn't nervous with the bleakie, but the burner moist Shorty started twerkin', it's amazing, she could hit the floor Had to keep my eyes up to the ceiling less I needed more And she's Spanish, you know how she dancin', they say por favor I knew I had Wendy in the bag when we went four for four Guess she had a man, but deep inside I was her mi amor Heart as hard as stone, he brought the pole, but he don't even vote Gotta keep it close, cause it's a trip, how they be feein' souls Shorty in my face, she tryin' to talk, but ain't Anita Jones I was readin' Matthew in the trap, but this ain't home alone People have a way of coming back when they think you on Shorty in my face, she tryin' to talk, but ain't Anita Jones I was reading Matthew in the trap, but this ain't home alone C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon People have a way of coming back when they think you on C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon
Sanatçı: Da'juan Dupri
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