CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : LA Life
Wait, hol' up, I'm finna turn this b*t*h up
When I'm off that Julio that's when I come alive
Bad b*t*hes blowin' up my phone tryna catch a vibe
Everything I got on too exclusive, I don't stand in line
Make a b*t*h buy her own flight to see this L.A life (you broke!)
Ima hit you when I get outside, that's what I replied
f**k the number, she dm'd the addy she ain't wasting time (she tryna do something)
b*t*hes tryna f**k me off my name, you the rapist type
Gettin' b*t*hes drunk just to f**k, that ain't even right
I remember me and buddy meetin' b*t*hes at the pike (we had b*t*hes)
We was gettin' dropped off, now we pushing foreign rides (big coupes)
Benz trucks, Audi a coupes, yeah that type of time
Really do this sh*t I'm not on protools just bussin' rhymes
n***a trippin' on me, like his b*t*h face I'm bussin' mine
Yeah I take fades, like a barber n***a get in line
We don't shop the same, n***a I don't shop at finish line
Paid a lot of money for that chain I ain't renting mine
n***as hatin' when I come around, yeah that's every time
This ain't dollar tree, you want that feature I need every dime
n***a said I'm trash, like his b*t*h he know every line
f**k a zodiac, I get ratchet I like every sign
(Ahhhhh)
pu**y high class had to buss it on my tiptoes
Lil hookah vibe high rise blowin' big O’s (big Os)
I got hoes in every zip code (zip code)
This f**k around and be yo b*t*h song
I ain’t a playa don’t let me step into my old ways (old ways)
Can’t be stuck inside of a hoe face
Bad b*t*hes blowin' up my phone goin' both ways (both ways)
Ain’t even need you in the first place
When I'm off that Julio that's when I come alive
Bad b*t*hes blowin' up my phone tryna catch a vibe
Everything I got on too exclusive, I don't stand in line
Make a b*t*h buy her own flight to see this L.A life (you broke!)
Ima hit you when I get outside, that's what I replied
f**k the number, she dm'd the addy she ain't wasting time (she tryna do something)
b*t*hes tryna f**k me off my name, you the rapist type
Gettin' b*t*hes drunk just to f**k, that ain't even right
I remember me and buddy meetin' b*t*hes at the pike (we had b*t*hes)
We was gettin' dropped off, now we pushing foreign rides (big coupes)
Benz trucks, Audi a coupes, yeah that type of time
Really do this sh*t I'm not on protools just bussin' rhymes
n***a trippin' on me, like his b*t*h face I'm bussin' mine
Yeah I take fades, like a barber n***a get in line
We don't shop the same, n***a I don't shop at finish line
Paid a lot of money for that chain I ain't renting mine
n***as hatin' when I come around, yeah that's every time
This ain't dollar tree, you want that feature I need every dime
n***a said I'm trash, like his b*t*h he know every line
f**k a zodiac, I get ratchet I like every sign
(Ahhhhh)
pu**y high class had to buss it on my tiptoes
Lil hookah vibe high rise blowin' big O’s (big Os)
I got hoes in every zip code (zip code)
This f**k around and be yo b*t*h song
I ain’t a playa don’t let me step into my old ways (old ways)
Can’t be stuck inside of a hoe face
Bad b*t*hes blowin' up my phone goin' both ways (both ways)
Ain’t even need you in the first place
