g.corleone bubba (fast ) şarkı sözleri

Brody making money off that bubba Niggas actin' like they takin' tops, they undercover Them aint henny shots, they talkin' bout you, gotta duck em He gettin' chicken, pluck em' Got bitches textin', f*ck em Them titties nice, I suck em' She don't want me to cuff her I'm crack, just watch me bubble I'm comin' with some trouble We gotta out the rubble Give me the ball, won't fumble Every time she walk past a nigga, know I smell rich Every loss I took was a lesson, I ain't fail shit Police try to get me with possession, I ain't smell shit God, see how these niggas do what's wrong Niggas fell sick, COVID on em He might burn out early, you ain't gotta put the toaster on him He run that pack like gurly, and he gotta keep the thirty on him I like my bitches curvy, but them skinny hoes be throwin' dont it Playin' like a virgin, but you know that bitch be hoin' on ya Turnin' into Michael Corleone, I get to making plays I don't give a f*ck how long it take, that shit gon' get me paid Slow money gon' keep you on the streets and out that fuckin' cage Brody, makin' money off that bubba Niggas actin' like they takin' tops they undercover Them ain't any shots, they talkin' bout, you gotta duck em He gettin' chicken, pluck em', got bitches textin', f*ck em Them titties nice, I suck em', she don't want me to cuff her I'm crack, just watch me bubble I'm comin' with some trouble We guttta out the rubble Give me the ball, won't fumble
Sanatçı: G.Corleone
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Şarkı Süresi: 1:25
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