Correction Paroles We Not Humping (Remix) par Diablo

Retour

Paroles

I ain't got sh*t for a broke-a** n***a
A** too fat but my bag way bigger
Super slim waist, give me your face
Zip them pants up, stupid-a** n***a

Put that d**k up, we not humpin'
Sky Zone, b*t*h, my block jumpin'
Jump out the black truck, we start dumpin'
In the field with a hundred bands, no trumpet
Main n***a just cut me off, f**k it
N***a, stop talkin', just come suck it
When it's smoke, bet the opps gon' duck it
We kick smoke up, they kick buckets (Yeah, Leo)

Break up with your b*t*h it's over (Aww)
Pretty b*t*h but it gets scary, October (Uh-huh)
I'm not the b*t*h to play with, I told her (No)
When I get mad, I lose my composure (B*t*h)
Hoes don't want no smoke, they want exposure (Uh-huh)
He wanna eat it again, just for closure (Uh-huh)
If he a sl*t I might let him come over (Ooh)
I'm all in his mouth like a goddamn molar (Uh-huh)
Full plate so I need me a big meal (Let's go)
Big boss so a b*t*h got big bills (Uh-huh)
Big Benz, back out with the big wheels (Go)
Big L-E-O, I'm a big deal
Put that d**k up, we not humpin'
Sky Zone, b*t*h, my block jumpin'
Jump out the black truck, we start dumpin'
In the field with a hundred bands, no trumpet
Main n***a just cut me off, f**k it
N***a, stop talkin', just come suck it (Hahaha, no for real)
When it's smoke, bet the opps gon' duck it
We kick smoke up, they kick buckets (Flo Milli sh*t)

Ooh, he comin' off way too pushy (Uh, haha)
I hope he don't think he was gettin' this pu**y (Hell nah)
Aw, he like his b*t*hes psychotic (Yeah)
Sit on his face and explain why I'm toxic (Uh, eat that thing), uh
How you talk sh*t but ain't backin' it up? (Uh-huh)
Your pu**y wack, send it back to the club (Haha)
I'm a boss b*t*h, I can't argue with mutts (What?)
Send it straight to the bank, I've been addin' it up (Money)
Get rid of his a**, I'm like, "Get on" (Goodbye)
Need a new n***a to sh*t on (Haha)
Look at these b*t*hes, I can't take 'em serious (Hello)
I'm on your a**, just in case you was curious (B*t*h, I'm on your a**)
Uh-oh, b*t*h, I hop out the bed with my mug on (Out the bed)
And his jit, he ain't somethin' I could love on
Damn, he talking 'bout cuffin' (What?)
He gotta be stupid to think we was f**kin' (Ah-ha)
Put that d**k up, we not humpin'
Sky Zone, b*t*h, my block jumpin'
Jump out the black truck, we start dumpin'
In the field with a hundred bands, no trumpet
Main n***a just cut me off, f**k it
N***a, stop talkin', just come suck it
When it's smoke, bet the opps gon' duck it
We kick smoke up, they kick buckets

Haha, haha
Wake up Mr. I can't get hard (Damn)
Wake up Mr. lick everywhere but the f**kin' clit (Huh)
Wake up Mr. I need a break after the first f**kin' round (What the f**k?)
Y'all be weak in the knees, stand up
Stand up!
Flo Milli sh*t, b*t*h
It's Leo

clip

Ton pseudo sera publié. Laisses les champs vide pour rester anonyme.