CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Gulag Shawty

Catch the charge
If you tryna ride for me
I got hittas real hittas
Die for me
All these lames
In my way
Why homie?
Why homie?
Why homie?
I ain't got five on it
I brought fifteen hundred
Just to spend
I dont really wanna go
But i wanna f**k her and her friend
I be booted on the low
As fast it go
I get it in
Yeah yeah
There that go
I get it in
Yeah

On a xan and perc again
Try and tie me
I dont bend
Outchea wilding
b*t*h i been that
Dont have no needs
Dont need no friends
Surfing on a bankroll
Tryna spin you can't roll
Im like what it do….. Hoe
And my a skipping
B - c - d - e - f - g - h - i - j
To the motherf**king k
Split ya face