CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : nothin 2 me
(I love you, 4ME)
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (I just got some new racks in)
(B*t*h, it ain't no way that I'm lovin' you)
(Dumb sh*t, not trustin' you)
When I'm touchin' a lot, ain't no way that I'm trusting you
And when I hit that thot, she ate me like a Lunchable
Ain't no way I'm stop, until I'm feelin' comfortable
I'ma count up this guap, until I cannot count it up
B*t*h, I stay by myself, 'cause I cannot count on folk
Big green coat, lookin' like a cantaloupe
I'ma pa** on that b*t*h, 'cause she is not cuffable
Yes, I'm smokin' on dope, baby, that's my antidote
Big blue racks, lookin' like a tidal wave
And if we speakin' facts, then you know I paved the way
Fell in love with the racks, in a whole 'nother way
And I'll never go back to another rainy day
And, b*t*h, it ain't no way that I'm lovin' you
I step in Margiela, [?] you
And I swear that I say that sh*t humbly
When I was down bad, with no way I could talk to you
Yes, I'm smokin' on peanut b***er, b*t*h, Uncrustables
A young n***a rich, I'm feelin' like a huxtable
I remember when I thought that sh*t wasn't possible
But now I can't cap, n***a, it ain't nothing to me
Rich slime, baby, it ain't nothing to me
You know I'm online when I get these racks in
Damn, bro called the plug up, I need a pack in
Slimin' the plug out, we havin' backends
If I don't know that n***a, gotta tax him
And we havin' locomotive motion, like a train, man
I'm in the bity, smashin' out with Texaco Cam
You know I'm with big smoke, yeah, by my right hand
Know I'm with slime, tell 'em, go and wipe down
Yeah, (Slatt), pu**y n***a, I don't like them
Might spent a couple hundred on some damn pants
I got this b*t*h booted, off a xan-tan
And we havin' choppers, n***a, like Afghanistan
If it's not 'bout a bag, n***a, I don't understand that
If it's not 'bout some cash, n***a, I don't understand that
If it's less than a pound, n***a, I don't understand that
I'm not talkin' worth, n***a
If it's less than a band, it won't work, n***a
Yeah, I dreamed for this sh*t, call it work, n***a
And I'm still geeked in this b*t*h, off a Perc, n***a
I had to jump off the porch, make it work, n***a
Tell my mom, ain't no way I'ma work, baby
I can't cap, I need to go to Church, n***a
With this music, I translate my heart, n***a
I been the one in this, since I was birthed, n***a
I'ma run it up, until I touch ten figures
I'm movin' so low, like my first name was Ben, n***a
I can't cap, my only motion, to get richer
When I'm touchin' a lot, ain't no way that I'm trusting you
And when I hit that thot, she ate me like a Lunchable
Ain't no way I'm stop, until I'm feelin' comfortable
I'ma count up this guap, until I cannot count it up
B*t*h, I stay by myself, 'cause I cannot count on folk
Big green coat, lookin' like a cantaloupe
I'ma pa** on that b*t*h, 'cause she is not cuffable
Yes, I'm smokin' on dope, baby, that's my antidote
Big blue racks, lookin' like a tidal wave
And if we speakin' facts, then you know I paved the way
Fell in love with the racks, in a whole 'nother way
And I'll never go back to another rainy day
And, b*t*h, it ain't no way that I'm lovin' you
I step in Margiela, [?] you
And I swear that I say that sh*t humbly
When I was down bad, with no way I could talk to you
Yes, I'm smokin' on peanut b***er, b*t*h, Uncrustables
A young n***a rich, I'm feelin' like a huxtable
I remember when I thought that sh*t wasn't possible
But now I can't cap, n***a, it ain't nothing to me
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (I just got some new racks in)
(B*t*h, it ain't no way that I'm lovin' you)
(Dumb sh*t, not trustin' you)
When I'm touchin' a lot, ain't no way that I'm trusting you
And when I hit that thot, she ate me like a Lunchable
Ain't no way I'm stop, until I'm feelin' comfortable
I'ma count up this guap, until I cannot count it up
B*t*h, I stay by myself, 'cause I cannot count on folk
Big green coat, lookin' like a cantaloupe
I'ma pa** on that b*t*h, 'cause she is not cuffable
Yes, I'm smokin' on dope, baby, that's my antidote
Big blue racks, lookin' like a tidal wave
And if we speakin' facts, then you know I paved the way
Fell in love with the racks, in a whole 'nother way
And I'll never go back to another rainy day
And, b*t*h, it ain't no way that I'm lovin' you
I step in Margiela, [?] you
And I swear that I say that sh*t humbly
When I was down bad, with no way I could talk to you
Yes, I'm smokin' on peanut b***er, b*t*h, Uncrustables
A young n***a rich, I'm feelin' like a huxtable
I remember when I thought that sh*t wasn't possible
But now I can't cap, n***a, it ain't nothing to me
Rich slime, baby, it ain't nothing to me
You know I'm online when I get these racks in
Damn, bro called the plug up, I need a pack in
Slimin' the plug out, we havin' backends
If I don't know that n***a, gotta tax him
And we havin' locomotive motion, like a train, man
I'm in the bity, smashin' out with Texaco Cam
You know I'm with big smoke, yeah, by my right hand
Know I'm with slime, tell 'em, go and wipe down
Yeah, (Slatt), pu**y n***a, I don't like them
Might spent a couple hundred on some damn pants
I got this b*t*h booted, off a xan-tan
And we havin' choppers, n***a, like Afghanistan
If it's not 'bout a bag, n***a, I don't understand that
If it's not 'bout some cash, n***a, I don't understand that
If it's less than a pound, n***a, I don't understand that
I'm not talkin' worth, n***a
If it's less than a band, it won't work, n***a
Yeah, I dreamed for this sh*t, call it work, n***a
And I'm still geeked in this b*t*h, off a Perc, n***a
I had to jump off the porch, make it work, n***a
Tell my mom, ain't no way I'ma work, baby
I can't cap, I need to go to Church, n***a
With this music, I translate my heart, n***a
I been the one in this, since I was birthed, n***a
I'ma run it up, until I touch ten figures
I'm movin' so low, like my first name was Ben, n***a
I can't cap, my only motion, to get richer
When I'm touchin' a lot, ain't no way that I'm trusting you
And when I hit that thot, she ate me like a Lunchable
Ain't no way I'm stop, until I'm feelin' comfortable
I'ma count up this guap, until I cannot count it up
B*t*h, I stay by myself, 'cause I cannot count on folk
Big green coat, lookin' like a cantaloupe
I'ma pa** on that b*t*h, 'cause she is not cuffable
Yes, I'm smokin' on dope, baby, that's my antidote
Big blue racks, lookin' like a tidal wave
And if we speakin' facts, then you know I paved the way
Fell in love with the racks, in a whole 'nother way
And I'll never go back to another rainy day
And, b*t*h, it ain't no way that I'm lovin' you
I step in Margiela, [?] you
And I swear that I say that sh*t humbly
When I was down bad, with no way I could talk to you
Yes, I'm smokin' on peanut b***er, b*t*h, Uncrustables
A young n***a rich, I'm feelin' like a huxtable
I remember when I thought that sh*t wasn't possible
But now I can't cap, n***a, it ain't nothing to me
