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Sanatçı: Outto-Tune Tyrone

albüm: Bitch Don't Take My Phone


Be on the lookout for Jean Paul
He's got the stone, he's got that phone
Beat that motherfucker down and take it
I swear to god, man, don't you dare pick up that gem
You know how much that's worth?
I will make you lose your job, pussy
Who the fuck do you think you are, man?
Bitch, don't take my phone
Leave my shit alone (ferme ta gueule)
Pred, don't touch my stones (he can't run with broken legs)
Or you'll get one in the dome (I wish he was dead)
X gon' let 'em know (X, X, X, X, X, X)
My heart just might explode (let's go)
I hit banks alone (bank-busta)
You ain't gon' raid my home (no shot)
Bitch, don't take my phone
I ain't the one to be playing with
Fuck the police, I ain't saying shit
Got so much dirty money on me
Hundreds of thousands, you know it ain't counterfeit
Running sanitation, I'm hours in
Finally blessed and I found a gem
Fuck the police, wasn't having it
'Cause I had my pockets ran up by Kyle Pred
Fuck Wrangler, he's a little bitch
You wrote me a ticket and I ain't do shit
It's like the law don't apply to you
Send you to Chiliad to admire the views
It's time for you to go and pay your dues
For all the ones you wrongly accuse
You won't be seen again, unless it's on the news
Then we'll celebrate by sipping on gin and juice
(Juice, juice, juice, juice, juice)
Come against X and you gonna lose
Show some respect, don't want attitude
Putting you down and we taking shoes
X is near flawless when it comes to the hacking
Lock your car doors, better not be caught lacking
'Cause you motherfuckers know what will happen
X will send the police cars to the Kraken
Bitch, don't take my phone
Leave my shit alone (ferme ta gueule)
Pred, don't touch my stones (he can't run with broken legs)
Or you'll get one in the dome (I wish he was dead)
X gon' let 'em know (X, X, X, X, X, X)
My heart just might explode (let's go)
I hit banks alone (bank-busta)
You ain't gon' raid my home (no shot)
Bitch, don't take my phone
Fucking dealer, dude, the whole thing is rigged
It's actually rigged, fuck you
Suck my balls, dude
He's at the casino again
Playing blackjack, losing 10k a hand
He talks so damn fast, it's hard to understand
ACDC is his favourite band
Let's be real the police are crooked
Ran our pockets, found our phones and they took it
Had a brown bag and you know that they shook it
We had our dongles in it, so you know that we booked it
(Book, book, book, book, book!)
You know that we ain't going back again
If he unleashes the dragon at the gas station (send it!)
You know that shit is the end
Bitch, don't take my phone
Leave my shit alone (ferme ta gueule)
Pred, don't touch my stones (he can't run with broken legs)
Or you'll get one in the dome (I wish he was dead)
X gon' let 'em know (X, X, X, X, X, X)
My heart just might explode (let's go)
I hit banks alone (bank-busta)
You ain't gon' raid my home (no shot)
Bitch, don't take my phone
Leave my shit alone
Pred, don't touch my stones
Or you'll get one in the dome
X gon' let 'em know (X, X, X, X, X, X)
My heart just might explode
I hit banks alone
You ain't gon' raid my home
Bitch, don't take my phone

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