CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Junkie
You say I’m a junkie, never saw me do Perc
You say ain’t got money, never saw me spending Rack
You say I’m a b*t*h, let’s talk bout your sister
You say I’m a leech, let’s talk bout your sister
Call me a son of a b*t*h, you gon see what's a b*t*h
Better prepare your speech
You gon die soon b*t*h
Marley Marley Pop
Me I don't Pop Marley
Ngithand’ ukphath’ iMali
Angihleki neyi lima
Inhlupheko iyabiza
At least I got my VISA
Visa got me Louisa
I see you confused like my song is a Puzzle
I see you confused like I pop marley
I don't pop marley
Ngithand' uk'phathi mali
Spend it nabo Charlie
Ngcedile ngo Michelle
Imma buy me a Chanel
Imma buy me a GUCCI
Maybe eat sushi
I don't know maybe booty
She's so into me
Ain't always been n***a that y'all see before your eye
Sometime ago some n***as used pull me out of sight
B*t*h you know I've been stepped on
Some N***as used to laugh now
But hopely I'll be fine by tomorrow
Got sorrow in heart
B*t*hes switching sides
Give me a mic
And a ryf
I'll smoke all my pain away
I stay away from stayaways
I so afraid
To find a way
These say people trash I hate
She went that away
You say I’m a junkie, never saw me do Perc
You say ain’t got money, never saw me spending Rack
You say I’m a b*t*h, let’s talk bout your sister
You say I’m a leech, let’s talk bout your sister
Call me a son of a b*t*h, you gon see what's a b*t*h
Better prepare your speech
You gon die soon b*t*h
You gonna die, don't ask me why
Probably 'cause the junky fly
I was down, I was out but look at me I got a smile...
On these haters f**king eyes, they see me like I'm a dime
From the mine, what's the time
It's time for me to grind...
For my mamma, i do it for a latta...
Money , the drama the ubumnandi and prolly the babymamas
Don't tell me about a b*t*h,if she ain't Hanna Montana
I be rocking Versace, Louis and Dolce & Gabanna
You say ain’t got money, never saw me spending Rack
You say I’m a b*t*h, let’s talk bout your sister
You say I’m a leech, let’s talk bout your sister
Call me a son of a b*t*h, you gon see what's a b*t*h
Better prepare your speech
You gon die soon b*t*h
Marley Marley Pop
Me I don't Pop Marley
Ngithand’ ukphath’ iMali
Angihleki neyi lima
Inhlupheko iyabiza
At least I got my VISA
Visa got me Louisa
I see you confused like my song is a Puzzle
I see you confused like I pop marley
I don't pop marley
Ngithand' uk'phathi mali
Spend it nabo Charlie
Ngcedile ngo Michelle
Imma buy me a Chanel
Imma buy me a GUCCI
Maybe eat sushi
I don't know maybe booty
She's so into me
Ain't always been n***a that y'all see before your eye
Sometime ago some n***as used pull me out of sight
B*t*h you know I've been stepped on
Some N***as used to laugh now
But hopely I'll be fine by tomorrow
Got sorrow in heart
B*t*hes switching sides
Give me a mic
And a ryf
I'll smoke all my pain away
I stay away from stayaways
I so afraid
To find a way
These say people trash I hate
She went that away
You say I’m a junkie, never saw me do Perc
You say ain’t got money, never saw me spending Rack
You say I’m a b*t*h, let’s talk bout your sister
You say I’m a leech, let’s talk bout your sister
Call me a son of a b*t*h, you gon see what's a b*t*h
Better prepare your speech
You gon die soon b*t*h
You gonna die, don't ask me why
Probably 'cause the junky fly
I was down, I was out but look at me I got a smile...
On these haters f**king eyes, they see me like I'm a dime
From the mine, what's the time
It's time for me to grind...
For my mamma, i do it for a latta...
Money , the drama the ubumnandi and prolly the babymamas
Don't tell me about a b*t*h,if she ain't Hanna Montana
I be rocking Versace, Louis and Dolce & Gabanna
