CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Call My Plug
I got another little bag on the nightstand
Got a bit ground up in my hand
Roll it up, spark it and sit back
Imma make it to the top if I can
She say she care and that it's just her love
Baby I'm no fun without a bit of my bud
Wipe that frown, it's barely nothing at all, yeah
She looks down when I call my plug
She don't wanna talk 'cause she'll start a fight
'Cause she know I'm right, do you know I'm right?
She don't wanna talk when he hit my line
I'll grab a fiddy bag now and cop some lean for my sprite
Want me in the limelight? Well you got it
I'm popping what I got and cryin' with alcoholics
All I wanted in my life I cop it
But I got a problem and ain't nothin' ever gon' stop it, ey
I got another little bag on the nightstand
Got a bit ground up in my hand
Roll it up, spark it and sit back
Imma make it to the top if I can
And she said that it's killing me
The amphetamines
That are laced in my palm
After every swing they took at me
Now they f**k with me
So I'm sure that I'm grand
Don't you worry about me
I'm with my posse smokin' green
2001 sip lean on beat
Yung Dy1ng f**ked up on ketamine
We got hoes in the back
I can make 'em scream
And it don't matter where I am
I got somewhere to be
I ain't f**kin' with a wannabe that just wanna geek
If I wanna be a wannabe I wanna be me, ey
I got another little bag on the nightstand
Got a bit ground up in my hand
Roll it up, spark it and sit back
Imma make it to the top if I can
She say she care and that it's just her love
Baby I'm no fun without a bit of my bud
Wipe that frown, it's barely nothing at all, yeah
She looks down when I call my plug
Got a bit ground up in my hand
Roll it up, spark it and sit back
Imma make it to the top if I can
She say she care and that it's just her love
Baby I'm no fun without a bit of my bud
Wipe that frown, it's barely nothing at all, yeah
She looks down when I call my plug
She don't wanna talk 'cause she'll start a fight
'Cause she know I'm right, do you know I'm right?
She don't wanna talk when he hit my line
I'll grab a fiddy bag now and cop some lean for my sprite
Want me in the limelight? Well you got it
I'm popping what I got and cryin' with alcoholics
All I wanted in my life I cop it
But I got a problem and ain't nothin' ever gon' stop it, ey
I got another little bag on the nightstand
Got a bit ground up in my hand
Roll it up, spark it and sit back
Imma make it to the top if I can
And she said that it's killing me
The amphetamines
That are laced in my palm
After every swing they took at me
Now they f**k with me
So I'm sure that I'm grand
Don't you worry about me
I'm with my posse smokin' green
2001 sip lean on beat
Yung Dy1ng f**ked up on ketamine
We got hoes in the back
I can make 'em scream
And it don't matter where I am
I got somewhere to be
I ain't f**kin' with a wannabe that just wanna geek
If I wanna be a wannabe I wanna be me, ey
I got another little bag on the nightstand
Got a bit ground up in my hand
Roll it up, spark it and sit back
Imma make it to the top if I can
She say she care and that it's just her love
Baby I'm no fun without a bit of my bud
Wipe that frown, it's barely nothing at all, yeah
She looks down when I call my plug
