dave hill 9-1-1 şarkı sözleri

Baby treat me like a blow pop, shit I'm sucker proof Shit uncrustable, till we bite the bread it never come a loose Teacher here, ain't no substitutes, who you want reduced Everything about the principle and I'm the Trunchbull Shoes with the spikes like my feet was in the chokey Still the same nigga, except you need some cheese to approach me I can, I can teach you how to ball, you need some coaching Sprained wrist, I hear the fastest way to heal it is to soak it Still play the cards, but my dealer been on ho shit Off sides they encroaching, grab the blicky, nigga focus Game require tokens, life require motion All these niggas acting, they a cast, probably broken Asking for the sauce, I f*ck around and meant to sosa Money talking, but I bank it, I'm still out here antisocial I'm engaged with the game, sorry mama, we eloping Backfield, if I tell her bring it here, she better rush it Whatever the case, I'ont want one Roley big face, I want one Foreign no plates, I want one Porsche two door, 9-1-1 One push start, don't touch nothing I-75 doing one something, I, I trust God, don't rush nothing Shh, she don't talk back, that's hush money Split up Livernois, I'm on Kwame time Check the Vacheron, everything I did to reach the top was for the bottom line Ball game, one foot on the line, don't get out of bounds Drop some bread, watch how fast them birds start to flock around Watch out for the vultures, nigga, rims offset, I had to do it for the culture Still feel like Erik Spoelstra, they ain't think that I would do it with the heat, I had to coach them I know God ain't sent them down here playing, still had to send em back Red beam'll delete this memory, feel like men in black Mob ties, f*ck with the family get a nigga whacked Tell my dogs to get in formation, it look like nickelback Blitzkrieg, we all riding, it's like a ten speed Seen him talking, still couldn't hear it I had to lip read Give me one reason to air this bitch out, and feel a swift breeze Never been too proud to beg, I tell a bitch, please Whatever the case, I'ont want one Roley big face, I want one Foreign no plates, I want one Porsche two door, 9-1-1 One push start, don't touch nothing I-75 doing one something, I, I trust God, don't rush nothing Shh, she don't talk back, that's hush money
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