CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Black Pinot
Yo, free Dave 118, free Ray TCM
Free my n***as doing bullets, free my n***as doing ten
Sipping black pinot made by a lady with a missing limb
We overeating while you motherf**kers getting thin
I'm outside looking flyer than a homerun
My right hand, that's the shooter, he's a known gun
My left hand's my right hand 'cause I'm a southpaw
Disrespecting sh*t that I run in your house for
People f**k up, they say you changing if you don't forgive 'em
I just forget 'em 'cause we moving at a different rhythm
Absorbing wisdom from the Socrates prism
As I breathe through the acropolis my life is never profitless
Shaving trufflеs on the ziti
Carlo Pazolini iced out the Nеfert**i
Like shorties thick but pet**e, they got the little feet
Nobody wants your f**king b*t*h, she's like the middle seat
Sipping on the vino
Time to crack the black pinot
That's how I move n***a
I'm a motherf**kin' smooth n***a
Catch me on vacay holding the AK
Catch me on vacay holding the AK
Yo, the fifties look just like some bagged up veneers
We had to run, my n***as bagged up for years
If you was deep in the game we was really the same
Get the whip, hit the strip, blast Billy and Fame
I swear to God that was my daily routine, Dominican with cuisine
Morir Suñando 117 in Jamaica
Pollo guisado rice and beans and then we get the paper
All my n***as had a Breitling and a Cuban
I still rock the same sh*t now but keep it moving
Advancing looking handsome
Cream Fila, my whole frame covered with lamb skin
Back in '98 we used to rock Vans and diamonds dancing
My wrist does the mashed potato
Bag up zips, we take trips to Tobago
Move the fuego, circulate, then we lay low
Dedicated to my n***as moving yayo
Sipping on the Vino
Time to crack the black pinot
That's how I move n***a
I'm a motherf**kin' smooth n***a
Catch me on vacay holding the AK (It's me)
Catch me on vacay holding the AK
My shorty keep the gat in the Baby Phat jacket
Driving down the strip in an Audi backwards
I do my own stunts, hanging from the chapel with no fuss
Sword down my leg, always ready for the close up
Damn, a motherf**ker done rose up
I throw the part in my hair like Moses
Big jewels, remote controllers
My whole damn life there's no controllin' 'em
Italian sportscars looking like soccer stars
The new moon means a new me
I see fragments in the mirror
That's just my reflection when I hop out the Carrera
Smelling like jungle
Gold VVS's, deep dishes doing kung-fu
If cop come I turn to Johnny Mumbles, sh*t
Free my n***as doing bullets, free my n***as doing ten
Sipping black pinot made by a lady with a missing limb
We overeating while you motherf**kers getting thin
I'm outside looking flyer than a homerun
My right hand, that's the shooter, he's a known gun
My left hand's my right hand 'cause I'm a southpaw
Disrespecting sh*t that I run in your house for
People f**k up, they say you changing if you don't forgive 'em
I just forget 'em 'cause we moving at a different rhythm
Absorbing wisdom from the Socrates prism
As I breathe through the acropolis my life is never profitless
Shaving trufflеs on the ziti
Carlo Pazolini iced out the Nеfert**i
Like shorties thick but pet**e, they got the little feet
Nobody wants your f**king b*t*h, she's like the middle seat
Sipping on the vino
Time to crack the black pinot
That's how I move n***a
I'm a motherf**kin' smooth n***a
Catch me on vacay holding the AK
Catch me on vacay holding the AK
Yo, the fifties look just like some bagged up veneers
We had to run, my n***as bagged up for years
If you was deep in the game we was really the same
Get the whip, hit the strip, blast Billy and Fame
I swear to God that was my daily routine, Dominican with cuisine
Morir Suñando 117 in Jamaica
Pollo guisado rice and beans and then we get the paper
All my n***as had a Breitling and a Cuban
I still rock the same sh*t now but keep it moving
Advancing looking handsome
Cream Fila, my whole frame covered with lamb skin
Back in '98 we used to rock Vans and diamonds dancing
My wrist does the mashed potato
Bag up zips, we take trips to Tobago
Move the fuego, circulate, then we lay low
Dedicated to my n***as moving yayo
Sipping on the Vino
Time to crack the black pinot
That's how I move n***a
I'm a motherf**kin' smooth n***a
Catch me on vacay holding the AK (It's me)
Catch me on vacay holding the AK
My shorty keep the gat in the Baby Phat jacket
Driving down the strip in an Audi backwards
I do my own stunts, hanging from the chapel with no fuss
Sword down my leg, always ready for the close up
Damn, a motherf**ker done rose up
I throw the part in my hair like Moses
Big jewels, remote controllers
My whole damn life there's no controllin' 'em
Italian sportscars looking like soccer stars
The new moon means a new me
I see fragments in the mirror
That's just my reflection when I hop out the Carrera
Smelling like jungle
Gold VVS's, deep dishes doing kung-fu
If cop come I turn to Johnny Mumbles, sh*t
