k2 & colum playin w toyz şarkı sözleri

Yuh, Yuh, Yeah, Yuh, Yeah, Yuh, Uh , Ay, Ay, I speed in the whip, Got ya bitch in the whip And my bro keep a clip I'm countin the chip, I'm countin the chip Ya bitch really chips, How is you cuffin that bitch Yeah, ya talking that noise Ya really pussy, I pray for ya boyz I play with the grip, no i don't play w toyz No I'm just rappin, I don't need employ I'm servin ya drinks with the K roll Ya really stupid, Ya don't even know Don't play with me, you could get poked Yeah cop sum grabba, now we finna smoke (smoke, smoke) I walk in the function, the bitches is stoked Did bad on da play, you choked He did bad on the gram, Got exposed Don't play with me, You just a hoe I could never switch on my bros We finna f*ck up the game We switching the sound, We doing it different Pass to K2, We like Scottie & Pippen (Scottie & Pippen) Back in the city receiving that pussy, I feel like Stefon K2 nigga, yeah he is the don I'm patting ha back, take her to all the arms I gave you my heart, That bitch did me wrong I'm really all of this pain in a song Im the king of the jerk, Bitch I feel like Lebron That bitch looking dumb, Get whatever she want No matter the place, I'm with whatever you on I like a lil baddie, She stunt in Laurent You talk to me crazy, Like pass me the runtz That bitch is so crazy, I'm smoking a blunt I speed in the whip, Got ya bitch in the whip And my bro keep a clip I'm countin the chip, I'm countin the chip Ya bitch really chips, How is you cuffin that bitch Yeah, ya talking that noise Ya really pussy, I pray for ya boyz I play with the grip, no i don't play w toyz No I'm just rappin, I don't need employ Call me JJettas, the way I get griddy in it She call me a fisherman, I'm finna grip it in her Commanding the pussy, they call me lil diddy Go take off yo shirt, While I rub on ya titties I'm creaming up on, need some milk for the Trix Come to New York, L.E.S block TK & colum, balenci & rick K2 go straight to the boat If I love you bad, I'm putting it all in ya throat Walk through the rain, Like baby come grab on my coat She lovin the way I perform, beggin be all at my shows Baby I like you real bad, You ain't like these other lil hoes, You ain't like these other lil hoes You ain't never act like these hoes Dip in some cream, suckin on all of ya toes This man yellin, Ya lil manz tellin My lil manz a demon, he fightin some felons My lil manz a demon, he fightin some felons I'm on the big screen like Ellen Depends on the day, you don't know what i'm sellin Like damn calm down, Just stop all the yelling Ya not gettin a song, Ya just get a snip I speed in the whip, Got ya bitch in the whip And my bro keep a clip I'm countin the chip, I'm countin the chip Ya bitch really chips, How is you cuffin that bitch Yeah, ya talking that noise Ya really pussy, I pray for ya boyz I play with the grip, no i don't play w toyz No I'm just rappin, I don't need employ
Sanatçı: K2 & colum
Türü: Belirtilmemiş
Ajans/Yapımcı: Belirtilmemiş
Şarkı Süresi: 2:19
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K2 & colum hakkında bilgi girilmemiş.

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