CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Capalot
[Intro]
Get that Bentley
Trademark!
[Chorus]
Bitch its DC The Don, and I'm really up
2020 Corvette, with my semi tucked
This a whole lotta whores, tell 'em, giddy up
On the road, we gon' come fuck your city up
But I bet we won't fuck with no groupies
Its fuck 2's in this bitch, we the goonies
I got more Rick Owens, than Rick Owens
Donny MVP, if you don't like it, then shoot me
[Verse 1]
Better run from T-Money, no business
That's Trademark in the back, he do fitness
Twenty five, yeah that's a very long sentence
But I got some niggas fifteen, yea they with it
They bust at yo fitted
Shoot me a craps, I double my digits
I'm really him, they like "Nigga, who is it?"
Shoot up the bags in the back, that's my image
This bitch keep going live tryna fuck up my image
I don't do that shit, this bitch got it twisted
Walk around like a lick, got dior on my feet-
[Chorus]
Bitch, its DC The Don, and I'm really up
2020 Corvette, with my semi tucked
This a whole lotta whores, tell 'em, giddy up
On the road, we gon' come fuck your city up
But I bet we won't fuck with no groupies
Its fuck 2's in this bitch, we the goonies
I got more Rick Owens, than Rick Owens
Donny MVP, if you don't like it, then shoot me
[Verse 2]
Hollow tips'll put one in yo head
I ain't trippin' he already dead
Bitch its up, you done said what you said
I can see it in his face, that lil' nigga a fed [?] shootin' lead
My bitch givin' head
I don't fuck with twelve, I turned thirteen instead
I'm countin' this bread
This bitch in my face keep on askin' 'bout zodiac, I think that she got a problem with meds
Shawty she fuck like she-
Get that Bentley
Trademark!
[Chorus]
Bitch its DC The Don, and I'm really up
2020 Corvette, with my semi tucked
This a whole lotta whores, tell 'em, giddy up
On the road, we gon' come fuck your city up
But I bet we won't fuck with no groupies
Its fuck 2's in this bitch, we the goonies
I got more Rick Owens, than Rick Owens
Donny MVP, if you don't like it, then shoot me
[Verse 1]
Better run from T-Money, no business
That's Trademark in the back, he do fitness
Twenty five, yeah that's a very long sentence
But I got some niggas fifteen, yea they with it
They bust at yo fitted
Shoot me a craps, I double my digits
I'm really him, they like "Nigga, who is it?"
Shoot up the bags in the back, that's my image
This bitch keep going live tryna fuck up my image
I don't do that shit, this bitch got it twisted
Walk around like a lick, got dior on my feet-
[Chorus]
Bitch, its DC The Don, and I'm really up
2020 Corvette, with my semi tucked
This a whole lotta whores, tell 'em, giddy up
On the road, we gon' come fuck your city up
But I bet we won't fuck with no groupies
Its fuck 2's in this bitch, we the goonies
I got more Rick Owens, than Rick Owens
Donny MVP, if you don't like it, then shoot me
[Verse 2]
Hollow tips'll put one in yo head
I ain't trippin' he already dead
Bitch its up, you done said what you said
I can see it in his face, that lil' nigga a fed [?] shootin' lead
My bitch givin' head
I don't fuck with twelve, I turned thirteen instead
I'm countin' this bread
This bitch in my face keep on askin' 'bout zodiac, I think that she got a problem with meds
Shawty she fuck like she-
