p. domingo & brimbeatz emphasis (feat. theyonknowd) şarkı sözleri

But honestly, man, foot is shit, nah Foot is shit, it's your boy, Piccaso P Domingo shit Where we at with it chi town Where we at with it brim Let's go, ah Let's try some quick trap shit You know what I'm sayin' Yo, bitch, don't f*ck around with the pendant Call me Piccaso emphasis on the P-shit Round and round in a whip Catch it, you like it 300 on jackets, 300 on chains Off of the bracket, switch up my vowels You better lock it If you got splishes, stick it in your pocket Maybe go space, launch it like a rocket Ah, said that I smoke too much I be like hell yeah Cant get that hoe but my man can Damn, I think you a fan, damn Goddamn, roll up my blunt 2 freaks so mine is a slut Got a sprite in my double, my cup Lil' bitch, I've been goin' up I can't feel my face from all these drugs Bitch, I'm wasted, goddamn We got some shit to do I got some more for you, like, right here, wait a minute Like, bitch, the f*ck is your deal Like, bitch, like, what did you want Like bitch, like, what did you feel Like bitch I gave you my all Baby, it ain't what it seems Baby, I know idk what he said here I can't even like no bitch The f*ck do you mean I can't even like no bitch The f*ck do you see I can't have no kid, bitch The f*ck do you mean The f*ck is this ratchet hoe talking bout I enjoy being back, appreciate y'all, peace Elysium, crazy, Picasso the name Domingo my tag, my uncle to blame Like, what is he sayin'? Like, why do you hate I gave you my all and still you gon' play I hit you from the back to the tag to my right Jab, talkin' out your ass, cus I said I was like that Bitch, I'm so stuck with your yappin' and cappin Said I was peaceful, but homie just smashed ass Screamin' out my name like it's some type of contest Writin' out my name on your shirt, on your right breast Sayin' that I'm cursed, but I know that I'm big blessed A hundred on shirts, that my grandmother heat pressed They're like, play wit the rules, I'm changing the rules I'm hangin' with sheep, I'm hangin' with wolves I'm doin' this shit that I enjoy to do If I'm hundred on jackets, I'm hundred on shoes Usin' my life, it's useful 2 loose A lot of these labels, they sleepin' in snooze Triple beat start I'm feelin' like Snoop Or maybe Pharrell, shit, what do I do Runnin' these streets like you runnin' the cleats I'm sellin' some coke, Elysium tees Fallin and ballin', first part, it's like Lee Second, it's kyrie Sayin' I smoke too much, I be like hell yeah Can't get that hoe but my man can Stay on my dick, you a fan, damn Goddamn, I'm rolling my blunts Two freaks and both of them sluts blah blah blah blah blah blah bla blah Lil' bitch, I keep goin' up
Sanatçı: P. Domingo & BrimBeatz
Türü: Belirtilmemiş
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Şarkı Süresi: 2:43
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