CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : f*ck 12
Three b*t*hes layin' with me, this sh*t king-sized (sh*t king-sized)
Got Azul for the hoes, I don't drink wine (I don't drink wine)
Got me seein' spaceships on the East side (On the East side)
Bought an eight, n***as tryna squeeze a deuce out me (Goddamn)
With your b*t*h, yeah, she tryna squeeze the juice out me (Squeeze the juice out me, Nike Boy)
n***as tryna link, but this week, I'm all booked up (Yeah, I'm booked up, Omega)
Me and DJ back in blue, I got the hookup (I got the hookup)
n***a damn near start a fire how I cook up (How I cook up)
Twenty plates, we at Fleming's, it's a potluck (It's a potluck)
f**k 12, yeah, we finna f**k a cop up (Beat his ass)
Told her suck it 'til I bust, make me lock up (Finna lock up)
Too many hoes, I gotta move, one might pop up (Goddamn)
Too many hundreds, all these blues, who gon' stop us? (It ain't gon' stop)
Ring the bell, we got Azul, she just got drunk (Hit the bell)
Smelled your pack, this ain't hemp, this is not Runtz (This ain't hemp)
Oh, I thought a n***a with no b*t*hes said somethin' (That's what I thought)
I can't leave this b*t*h alone, she be head-huntin' (I can't do it)
Rap n***as mad at me, but ain't did nothin' (n***as lame)
I was bad as hell, every week, she got a wig comin' (Every week)
Tryna knock you down, I ain't tryna build nothin' (Hell nah)
Treat these old-ass n***as like my lil' cousin (Lil' n***a)
Callin' n***as big homies who ain't did nothin' (Lil' n***a)
I ain't know she meant the world to you, you should've said somethin' (You should've said somethin')
Got Azul for the hoes, I don't drink wine (I don't drink wine)
Got me seein' spaceships on the East side (On the East side)
Bought an eight, n***as tryna squeeze a deuce out me (Goddamn)
With your b*t*h, yeah, she tryna squeeze the juice out me (Squeeze the juice out me, Nike Boy)
n***as tryna link, but this week, I'm all booked up (Yeah, I'm booked up, Omega)
Me and DJ back in blue, I got the hookup (I got the hookup)
n***a damn near start a fire how I cook up (How I cook up)
Twenty plates, we at Fleming's, it's a potluck (It's a potluck)
f**k 12, yeah, we finna f**k a cop up (Beat his ass)
Told her suck it 'til I bust, make me lock up (Finna lock up)
Too many hoes, I gotta move, one might pop up (Goddamn)
Too many hundreds, all these blues, who gon' stop us? (It ain't gon' stop)
Ring the bell, we got Azul, she just got drunk (Hit the bell)
Smelled your pack, this ain't hemp, this is not Runtz (This ain't hemp)
Oh, I thought a n***a with no b*t*hes said somethin' (That's what I thought)
I can't leave this b*t*h alone, she be head-huntin' (I can't do it)
Rap n***as mad at me, but ain't did nothin' (n***as lame)
I was bad as hell, every week, she got a wig comin' (Every week)
Tryna knock you down, I ain't tryna build nothin' (Hell nah)
Treat these old-ass n***as like my lil' cousin (Lil' n***a)
Callin' n***as big homies who ain't did nothin' (Lil' n***a)
I ain't know she meant the world to you, you should've said somethin' (You should've said somethin')
