CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : How To Make A Sandwich*
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Okay, peace to my older brother Tree
Yuh, okay, uh-huh, okay, yuh, yo
Master every style on some sensei sh*t
Denzel masked up on some Linkway sh*t
Lyrically, I'm not the n***a that you should play with
You stay in a child's place, I'm on some child's play sh*t
Yo, n***a, I'm on some foul play sh*t
2009 BAPE on my Kanye sh*t
Big racks in my pocket once that white girl flip
Gymnastic, fantastic, my life, that is
Still a child in my heart, but my Glock grown, b*t*h
And my c*ck grown b*t*h, tell that ho, "Hold d**ks"
Run from four-fifth and one that go p*ss
Dry ice how I want my wrist, let's get rich
Four-five over the top of my d**k
Gandalf, n***a, we ride with big sticks
sh*t get wild, b*t*h, I'm foul
n***a, I sip Chris, p*ss Chris style
When it comes to beef, we eatin' briskets now
But when it's over bread, they uppin' biscuits now
If you got cheese then it goin' at your cabbage
I show you n***as how to make a sandwich
Okay, peace to my older brother Tree
Yuh, okay, uh-huh, okay, yuh, yo
Master every style on some sensei sh*t
Denzel masked up on some Linkway sh*t
Lyrically, I'm not the n***a that you should play with
You stay in a child's place, I'm on some child's play sh*t
Yo, n***a, I'm on some foul play sh*t
2009 BAPE on my Kanye sh*t
Big racks in my pocket once that white girl flip
Gymnastic, fantastic, my life, that is
Still a child in my heart, but my Glock grown, b*t*h
And my c*ck grown b*t*h, tell that ho, "Hold d**ks"
Run from four-fifth and one that go p*ss
Dry ice how I want my wrist, let's get rich
Four-five over the top of my d**k
Gandalf, n***a, we ride with big sticks
sh*t get wild, b*t*h, I'm foul
n***a, I sip Chris, p*ss Chris style
When it comes to beef, we eatin' briskets now
But when it's over bread, they uppin' biscuits now
If you got cheese then it goin' at your cabbage
I show you n***as how to make a sandwich
