CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : My Woes
Sosa, baby, GBE, baby
(That boy Ca**ius)
Suitcase with a MAC in it (Bang)
Bag with some racks in it (Flll)
Put the two-door up (Beep)
Now I'm back in it (Yeah)
Got your b*t*h backbendin? (Skrrt)
She gon' put her back in it (Yeah)
Engine in the back business (B*t*h)
Now I live by cactuses (B*t*h, bang)
Running through the streets, me and my woes (Yeah)
Can't do anything to stop me and my folks (Nah, GBE, baby)
Got a chop with a flashlight, click-clack, lights out
Livin? a fast life, load up, ride out (Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt-bang)
N***as know me in the streets, n***as know I pop heat
Don't believe word of mouth, you can check my rapsheet
Gettin' miked in Miami, ridin' on the jetskis
They gon' bleed for the sharks 'fore I let 'em catch me
In this Fendi lookin' like fools
Shining yellow like jewels
Pouring up that dirty ?Tech
Speeding made a f**kin? mess
Treat her more, love her less
Throw her to gang, no f**kin' catch
These Balmains got a little stretch
Pockets got a bunch of cash
I?m floatin' like Aladdin
Running it up like amen
Hit the stores, cashin' 'cause I like high fashion
Just bought a new bag and it can fit a MAC-10
You run out of time on this bomb, we start blastin? (Bang)
Running through the streets, me and my woes (Yeah)
(Case, MAC, bag, racks)
Can't do anything to stop me and my folks (Nah, GBE, baby)
(Two-door, now I'm back in it)
Got a chop with a flashlight, click-clack, lights out
Livin' a fast life, load up, ride out (Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt-bang)
Count my money up front
I don't do no backhandin'
Packs landin'
In Saks rackspendin'
I don't do no panhandlin'
Your man fannin'
Your girl starin'
Every time we in a different area code we in a different mansion
Me and my woes (Yeah)
(Case, MAC, bag, racks)
Stop me and my folks (Nah, GBE, baby)
(Two-door, now I'm back in it)
Light, click-clack, lights out
Fast life, load up, ride out (Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt-bang)
Count my money up front
I don't do no backhandin'
Packs landin'
In Saks rackspendin'
I don't do no panhandlin'
Your man fannin'
Your girl starin'
Every time we in a different area code we in a different mansion
(That boy Ca**ius)
Suitcase with a MAC in it (Bang)
Bag with some racks in it (Flll)
Put the two-door up (Beep)
Now I'm back in it (Yeah)
Got your b*t*h backbendin? (Skrrt)
She gon' put her back in it (Yeah)
Engine in the back business (B*t*h)
Now I live by cactuses (B*t*h, bang)
Running through the streets, me and my woes (Yeah)
Can't do anything to stop me and my folks (Nah, GBE, baby)
Got a chop with a flashlight, click-clack, lights out
Livin? a fast life, load up, ride out (Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt-bang)
N***as know me in the streets, n***as know I pop heat
Don't believe word of mouth, you can check my rapsheet
Gettin' miked in Miami, ridin' on the jetskis
They gon' bleed for the sharks 'fore I let 'em catch me
In this Fendi lookin' like fools
Shining yellow like jewels
Pouring up that dirty ?Tech
Speeding made a f**kin? mess
Treat her more, love her less
Throw her to gang, no f**kin' catch
These Balmains got a little stretch
Pockets got a bunch of cash
I?m floatin' like Aladdin
Running it up like amen
Hit the stores, cashin' 'cause I like high fashion
Just bought a new bag and it can fit a MAC-10
You run out of time on this bomb, we start blastin? (Bang)
Running through the streets, me and my woes (Yeah)
(Case, MAC, bag, racks)
Can't do anything to stop me and my folks (Nah, GBE, baby)
(Two-door, now I'm back in it)
Got a chop with a flashlight, click-clack, lights out
Livin' a fast life, load up, ride out (Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt-bang)
Count my money up front
I don't do no backhandin'
Packs landin'
In Saks rackspendin'
I don't do no panhandlin'
Your man fannin'
Your girl starin'
Every time we in a different area code we in a different mansion
Me and my woes (Yeah)
(Case, MAC, bag, racks)
Stop me and my folks (Nah, GBE, baby)
(Two-door, now I'm back in it)
Light, click-clack, lights out
Fast life, load up, ride out (Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt-bang)
Count my money up front
I don't do no backhandin'
Packs landin'
In Saks rackspendin'
I don't do no panhandlin'
Your man fannin'
Your girl starin'
Every time we in a different area code we in a different mansion
