Kishore Kumar Hits

Babyface Ray - 100s şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Babyface Ray

albüm: FACE (Deluxe Edition)


(Yeah)
(Yeah)
(Yeah) (Yeah)
(Yeah) (Yeah)
(Yeah) (Yeah)
(I just need my space right now)
I'm talkin' hundreds on hundreds
I'm talkin' money the clothes the cars
I'm finna fuck up the summer (Yeah yeah)
I'm talking Perkys the X and the bars
That codine done made me a junkie
Turn up the city I'm beating the odds
Even the opps gotta look
(Turnt up)
(Go)
I'm talkin' hundreds on hundreds
I'm talkin' money the clothes the cars
I'm finna fuck up the summer (Yeah) (Yeah)
I'm talkin' Perkys the X and the bar
That codine done made me a junkie
Turn up the city I'm beating the odds
Even the opps gotta look (Yeah) (Yeah)
(Yeah)
The crib right across from the club (Yeah)
Tell lil' mama call when she off (Come on)
Playin' hardball with the soft (Real)
Paint a nigga quick Bob Ross
50k on me call off (Uh)
I be curvin' bitches y'all stuck (Nigga)
Shit I barely parted hoppin' out
Tay Money with me YNT (My nigga)
45 show I'm buying lean (4 5)
45 squeeze it in my jeans (4 5)
I got in ain't no searching me (Yeah)
Ion know her call her Perky P (Yeah)
Forever clean with a dirty drink (Yeah)
I just put my mama in a mink (Yeah)
(My nigga rap like we broke again)
I'm talkin' hundreds on hundreds
I'm talkin' money the clothes the cars
I'm finna fuck up the summer (Yeah yeah)
I'm talking Perkys the X and the bars
That codine done made me a junkie
Turn up the city I'm beating the odds
Even the opps gotta look
(Turnt up)
(Go)
I'm talkin' hundreds on hundreds
I'm talkin' money the clothes the cars
I'm finna fuck up the summer (Yeah) (Yeah)
I'm talkin' Perkys the X and the bar
That codine done made me a junkie
Turn up the city I'm beating the odds
Even the opps gotta look (Nigga)
Better pay attention don't you blink
Money flying bitches on they knees (Come on)
Cubans buss I can't even link (Nigga)
Trap booming rolling like it's E
Keep your hands off or keep it P (Boy)
Church in service watch a nigga preach (Boy)
Up my stock and charge these boys a fee (Huh)
Tell my brother stay from out these streets
Baby mamas happy 'cause I'm up (Why)
Don't know why 'cause you ain't getting none (none)
Buy my daughters purses going dumb
Imma live through them and catch a stunt (Ha)
Cleaned shit I turned it into punch (Dark)
1200 grams'll leave you hunched (Nigga)
I just did 200 in a month (Two)
Baroline told me it ain't nun
For real
I'm talkin' hundreds on hundreds
I'm talkin' money the clothes the cars
I'm finna fuck up the summer (Yeah yeah)
I'm talking Perkys the X and the bars
That codine done made me a junkie
Turn up the city I'm beating the odds
Even the opps gotta look
(Turnt up)
(Go)
I'm talkin' hundreds on hundreds
I'm talkin' money the clothes the cars
I'm finna fuck up the summer (Yeah) (Yeah)
I'm talkin' Perkys the X and the bar
That codine done made me a junkie (Yeah)
Turn up the city I'm beating the odds
Even the opps gotta look (Nigga)
(I just need my space right now)

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