genovese naples (feat. outlaw1) şarkı sözleri

The Wallabee's is suede I rock the butter pecan joints Chocolate and that ass phat but she Puerto Rican Dinero in casino, see what blind love get you Play the black jack table, in a pink suit Flee the scene in a Cadillac Plug keep throwing me bricks to the chest Put on muscle with this hustle I run it back til cardiac arrest Pollo primavera in other words I'm fucking with them chicken breasts Iceberg sweater on Something like Tommy Bunz shit Genovese and me switches on the Tommy Gun Stripes on tracksuit If I test the subs, you know Im'a play Run DMC, stamina hard keep up with me My padrona bagging quarters Watching the waves at Madrona I rose from the Upper Left Corner, bitch Prices up and down, Impala switches 64 all blue I call it Cleo Imma gator in that water Say prayers daily Tebow Hold up let my dogs bark Ben Davis, Pendelton flannel Imma nightmare for this block, Debo And I love pretty women that get messy with that deep throat Long shore man in them waters Expensive taste in my clothes Ralph goods tag on the peacoat 38 snub nose Imma outlaw everyday But today that's the the one I chose 2 bills on the bucket hat, 6 on the sneakers Mets just beat the Marlins, we bet from the bleachers Shorty fine and she eyeing, got a sweat like a fever This denim is from Japan we ain't spending at Neimans It's fire and brimstone if you testing my demons Leave the block all smellin like sulfur and Glock smoke Wit some C's from the Floss that be talkin' like Pop Smoke Stay cozy in a TNF Goretex I'm gorgeous And shorty want face like a portrait, she flawless We hover over strings like guitar pics, we lawless Ya lordship back on his bully like James Hopkins I pay homage and catch lobs like Jacob Toppin No comment, way they rhymin don't match my climate Way they rhymin don't match my climate The sermon spits prolific, in German whips with triplets Spellbound like Wiccans We open bricks with scissors Sprinkle that in the track give a buzz to the listener Tell ya bitch ima Stunner like Stone Cold with the finisher Boots hit the stage and we make ya clique look miniature We Outlaws, ya just law abiding citizens
Sanatçı: Genovese
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