quavo cease & alamo şarkı sözleri

Zaytoven Yeah Huncho It's time Don't play with your boy, don't play with your boy (hey) Got your hand out, hell no, I'm not your boy (no) Too many real niggas, hell nah, you can't ignore (can't ignore) How I'm feelin', biatch? (bitch), Ask the Forbes (biatch) Put that bitch on that motherfuckin' oil (drank, lean) I pick that pussy, then I score (huh, ayy) Look at the birds, they comin' (brr) Look at the birds, they comin' (brr) We wrappin' 'em up, mummies (wrap 'em) We wrappin' 'em up, mummies (gone) I got a Uzi tummin' (Uzi), flamed a nigga for snitchin' (graow) Flamed a nigga for runnin' (graow), me and my niggas, we honest I got a Uzi tummin' (Uzi), me and my nigga, we honest (uh) I got a Uzi tummin' (ayy), me and my nigga, we honest (let's go) Flamed a nigga for runnin' (flame), flamed a nigga for snitchin' (flamed) Flamed a nigga for flexin', poppin', talkin' that shit to these bitches (flexin') Flamed a nigga for flexin', poppin', talkin' that shit to these bitches (flexin') Flamed a nigga for flexin', poppin', talkin' that shit to these bitches (uh) Don't play with your boy, don't play with your boy (nah) Got your hand out, hell nah, I'm not your boy (no) Too many real niggas, hell nah, you can't ignore (real) How I'm feelin', biatch? Ask the Forbes (uh) Real lean spill, grippin' wood-grain wheels (wood-grain) Got my bitch out, French tip-toes and her heels (French) If I pour a four, nigga, what you gon' pour? (huh?) Feelin' like Rich Homie with Cease and Alamo (hahaha) Used to sell Ps on Ps at Amaco (pounds) Real kick-door, ran from the po-po (twelve) Real bankroll, got a pack of .44 (grah) Dwayne Johnson in the pot, the People's Elbow (uh, go) Look at the birds, they comin' (brr) Look at the birds, they comin' (brr, birds) We wrappin' 'em up, mummies (wrap 'em) We wrappin' 'em up, mummies (wrap 'em, birds) I got a Uzi tummin' (Uzi), we flamed a nigga for snitchin' (flame) Flamed a nigga for runnin' (flame), me and my nigga, we honest I got a Uzi tummin' (Uzi), me and my nigga, we honest (flame) I got a Uzi tummin' (ayy), me and my nigga, we honest (obtain) Flamed a nigga for runnin' (uh), flamed a nigga for snitchin' (flame) Flamed a nigga for flexin', poppin', talkin' that shit to these bitches (okay) Flamed (flame, flame) Flamed (flamed) (uh), (flame, flame), flamed Flamed, (flame, flame), flamed Flamed (flamed) (flame, flame) Ay, too many real niggas, hell nah, you can't ignore (real) How I'm feelin', biatch? Ask the Forbes (how I'm feelin') Real lean spill, grippin' wood-grain wheels Got my bitch out, French tip-toes and her heels If I pour a four, nigga, what you gon' pour? (huh?) Feelin' like Rich Homie with Cease and Alamo (ha) Used to sell Ps on Ps at Amaco (gas) Real kick-door, ran from the po-po (twelve) I done found the pint, now I'm formin', movin' slow (woah) Two-two litres poured, of fours, that's four-by-four (four) Two pots on the stove, don't fold, that's the G-code (code) Got your hand out, hell no, aim at your foe (no) Real lean sipper havin' real lean shows (shows) Don't understand the double cup? It keep my drank cold (cold) Pull up in the Rolls, them rose-curtains is closed (froze) Bad hoes front row at all my shows (shows) Don't play with your boy, don't play with your boy (Takeoff) Got your hand out, hell no, I'm not your boy (no) Too many real niggas, hell nah, you can't ignore (uh-uh) How I'm feelin', biatch? (bitch), ask the Forbes Don't play with your boy, don't play with your boy Got your hand out, hell nah, I'm not your boy Too many real niggas, hell nah, you can't ignore How I'm feelin', biatch? Ask the Forbes Real lean spill, grippin' wood-grain wheels Grippin' wood-grain wheel Real lean spill, grippin' wood-grain wheels How I'm feelin', biatch? Ask the Forbes
Sanatçı: Quavo
Türü: Belirtilmemiş
Ajans/Yapımcı: Belirtilmemiş
Şarkı Süresi: 3:49
Toplam: kayıtlı şarkı sözü
Quavo hakkında bilgi girilmemiş.

Fotoğrafı