gee dipset (feat. amir driver) şarkı sözleri

Man, we got this shit sounding like its dipset Baby girl, come here real close and get your lips wet All about that break down all we want is big checks Give a f*ck about the fame all I want is respect Man, we got this shit sounding like its dipset Baby girl, come here real close and get your lips wet All about that break down all we want is big checks Give a f*ck about the fame all I want is respect You can think of all the rappers you heard, but think smarter This for niggas planting green seeds just to feed daughters One of the last of a rare breed I just slaughter Snatch ya chick a spoil her she want Fenty from Sephora I'm on another level, dug a grave with another shovel I need that Rollie with the frozen bezel I need that new whatever see me shinning ride so clean I deserve it, been perfect with verses since I was 14 We used to rock tall tees, with size 42 jeans Bootleg DVDs no flat screen TVs Air forces from Bills Flea Market, Gee$ keep talking Ima bad ass son of gun like Steve Austin, man I just come up with this shit on the fly While you hesitate, I elevate my plan to survive Eat like I never ate, got heavy weight you down on supplies I told you I was coming, now you niggas acting surprised Man, we got this shit sounding like its dipset Baby girl, come here real close and get your lips wet All about that break down all we want is big checks Give a f*ck about the fame all I want is respect Man, we got this shit sounding like its dipset Baby girl, come here real close and get your lips wet All about that break down all we want is big checks Give a f*ck about the fame all I want is respect My nigga, I keep it certified gangsta Like jimmy in the jects' eating cereal With baguettes, draped all over his neck I'm from the era of size 8 fitteds Bandanas tied around the crown if you really trying to kill him, look Field boots matching your dickies, 8ths went for $40 or $50 So I'm in my high school with the pack getting busy I mastered rap when they shimmied, Harlem shaking in tall tees You looking for that real call Driver or call Gee$ Like Girbaud jeans, these straps stay close to the frame It's killa season, hoping out like I'm Cam in the range My brother had them birds flying, like Cameron's chain While I'm leg up Dougie bitches, when the camera change Like my blunt and play the beat, no I'm never gon fail A senior with this pen, JR Writers, I'm bringing em hell Bitch, no I'm bringing em L's like Santana arrived With your bitch on my dick cause of how this bandana tied Man, we got this shit sounding like its dipset Baby girl, come here real close and get your lips wet All about that break down all we want is big checks Give a f*ck about the fame all I want is respect Man, we got this shit sounding like its dipset Baby girl, come here real close and get your lips wet All about that break down all we want is big checks Give a f*ck about the fame all I want is respect
Sanatçı: Gee
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Şarkı Süresi: 3:27
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