CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Hobnobs
Hobnobs
Expect the king of rap to come back, did ya?
Oh well, here am I am, and I'm goin’ dumber
Than I did before, am I Gunna?
Pickin' up the flow like a normal runner
Hopped outta Adidas with LDs
Nah, f**k all that sh*t with an LV
None of you b*t*hes helped me
You let me pick it out, but you wealthy
Hold my magic staff like Chelsea
I'm at the top of the food chain
Boy, you better let my crew ’main
In our spots or it's you mane
That gets shanked up, and we leave you in a tube, ain't
Lying, boy, you better stop
Better learn thе better chop
Learn to not f**k with thе boys
Or you'll be stuck in the pet shop
It's that one, two, three with the ammo
I hit one, two, three in my camo
Just a kid, we didn't have Hotel Habbo
But we had a bow and arrow
And boy, you better know Jack Sparrow
'Cause we fight like him, with the swords
Ragin' a war like the nords
I’m in class, and I’m getting bored
The teachers puttin' stuff up on the board
But I really don’t care, I ignore
Whilst I'm smashin' the school whore
The hallways like some hordes
Man, you should know, my tears, them poured
I'm gettin’ millions of clicks like porn
But you expect me to do cardboard
What you call me retard for?
Kick a motherf**ker with Tai-Kwando
Take a b*t*h back to my condo
Snappin' necks like a high gondol'
You been gettin' so high, Rondo
She wanna f**k, but, I'm gone though
Expect the king of rap to come back, did ya?
Oh well, here am I am, and I'm goin’ dumber
Than I did before, am I Gunna?
Pickin' up the flow like a normal runner
Hopped outta Adidas with LDs
Nah, f**k all that sh*t with an LV
None of you b*t*hes helped me
You let me pick it out, but you wealthy
Hold my magic staff like Chelsea
I'm at the top of the food chain
Boy, you better let my crew ’main
In our spots or it's you mane
That gets shanked up, and we leave you in a tube, ain't
Lying, boy, you better stop
Better learn thе better chop
Learn to not f**k with thе boys
Or you'll be stuck in the pet shop
It's that one, two, three with the ammo
I hit one, two, three in my camo
Just a kid, we didn't have Hotel Habbo
But we had a bow and arrow
And boy, you better know Jack Sparrow
'Cause we fight like him, with the swords
Ragin' a war like the nords
I’m in class, and I’m getting bored
The teachers puttin' stuff up on the board
But I really don’t care, I ignore
Whilst I'm smashin' the school whore
The hallways like some hordes
Man, you should know, my tears, them poured
I'm gettin’ millions of clicks like porn
But you expect me to do cardboard
What you call me retard for?
Kick a motherf**ker with Tai-Kwando
Take a b*t*h back to my condo
Snappin' necks like a high gondol'
You been gettin' so high, Rondo
She wanna f**k, but, I'm gone though
