j. gamble aww yeah (feat. rude) şarkı sözleri

This aint no stick its automatic If you out here causing static Got that semiautomatic Put one in yo cabbage Bitch cause Im a savage Awe shit that shit is tragic Im pumpin this track up With some of this crack I produce In the back of the booth like magic Up in my room with this chick Nothing to do in this bitch Nothing but f*ck So we fucked all this room on this bed When it was over she went home and left me lonely Yeah Roll up a fatty lets get smokey Yeah This aint a drill but dont you panic Rocks bigger than that glacier that hit the Titanic You got haters I got paper I can be a romantic Unless youre a satanic crazy bitch like your names Janet We got boats and hoes Coke and weed Overloaded that pussy with Jodeci Gold Ropes Ice soaking me How can a lady say no to me? How can that lady say no to me?! Gotta dope whip Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Getting money like Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Poppin bottles like Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Cause we party like Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Got them bitches like Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Got them hoes like Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Got them bitches like Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Got them hoes like Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Its Bugs Bunny with all these karats My diamonds not from Jareds My drip it came from Paris My girlfrield is an Arabic I get yayo by the metric You aint rich boy so quit flexin You a saucin boy No dressin Mercedes 6 deep Benjamins Bitch sit down you aint got no bread Dont pay the plug prolly end up dead They found his body aint have no head AMG Benz calipers red Big ass house with a king size bed Rolex bust now price on my head Price on my head Price on my head Price on my head Gettin this money man you will get burned Ballin on purpose Im blowing that purp Haters be rappin they fake with they words Im rapping and trapping and jackin on curbs Stuntin and gunnin yall haters should learn You in the whip and that car is not yours You in the pic and that bitch is not yours Im on the strip with your bitch Im adored Absorb the king my earings bling My car geez My girl geez Hollow tips will squeeze Give them haters scoliosis spleen Turn this block into some fiends We serve them up like Burger King Rude boi J. Gamble bitch You know what it be Gotta dope whip Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Getting money like Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Poppin bottles like Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Cause we party like Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Got them bitches like Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Got them hoes like Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Got them bitches like Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Got them hoes like Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Dope whip leaning to the side Pull up at the spot 20 inches on the ride Dope whip leaning to the side Pull up at the spot 20 inches on the ride Dope whip leaning to the side Pull up at the spot 20 inches on the ride Dope whip leaning to the side Pull up at the spot 20 inches on the ride Gotta dope whip Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Getting money like Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Poppin bottles like Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Cause we party like Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Got them bitches like Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Got them hoes like Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Got them bitches like Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Got them hoes like Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah Awe Yeah
Sanatçı: J. Gamble
Türü: Belirtilmemiş
Ajans/Yapımcı: Belirtilmemiş
Şarkı Süresi: 4:24
Toplam: kayıtlı şarkı sözü
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