CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : This Fly
Oh my God, Ronny
Roll up the weed, I'm tryna get high
I can't lie, I'on know a nigga this fly
Cartier lens, they gon' cover my eye
Never turned fake, I swear I'd rather die
I'on trust nobody so I sleep with one eye
He ain't in the gang, he hatin' from the side
Call up the gang and they ready to slide
I be outside, I'on know how to hide
Handle my business like I wear a tie
Nigga, you burnt out, you fried, cut that bitch off, divide
My Diors too tight, I had went up a size
Whoever told you I ain't gettin' money, they lied
He hatin', can't work, I can't knock you for tryin'
I get her wet then I go up her thighs
Got pain in my eyes, ain't doin' no cryin'
In a foreign, I drop the top, feel like I'm flyin' (Yeah)
Yeah, bad bitch on my elbow, nigga, let the wind blow
You a police ass nigga, call Winslow
Try to tell the police that I got it for the low
f*ck nigga, we don't beef 'bout no ho
Ridin' Hellcat on the lean, drive slow
You ain't gotta ask, you know it's gelato
Just tryna smash on that thot, that ain't my ho
I bought a brick, so why you think they call me Pablo?
[?] was on the move when he ran into a pothole
Whip up the dope in a Pyrex bowl
I do what I want, I'on follow dress codes
Givenchy my toes, blowin' kush and throwin' elbows
Fresh as a bitch, I look like I'm from Melrose
f*ck with that white girl, I want me some square hoes
Call me Robin Hood, I shoot a bale like a arrow
Audemar wrist, it's froze (Audemar)
Jump on the plane with the load
Rich, I ain't goin' back broke no more
f*ck it, I walk in and buy the whole store
I think I'm the shit in my Christian Dior
Cut off the peons, you pissin' me off
I'on believe that shit, sound false
They know I'ma boss every time that I talk, yeah
Roll up the weed, I'm tryna get high
I can't lie, I'on know a nigga this fly
Cartier lens, they gon' cover my eye
Never turned fake, I swear I'd rather die
I'on trust nobody so I sleep with one eye
He ain't in the gang, he hatin' from the side
Call up the gang and they ready to slide
I be outside, I'on know how to hide
Handle my business like I wear a tie
Nigga, you burnt out, you fried, cut that bitch off, divide
My Diors too tight, I had went up a size
Whoever told you I ain't gettin' money, they lied
He hatin', can't work, I can't knock you for tryin'
I get her wet then I go up her thighs
Got pain in my eyes, ain't doin' no cryin'
In a foreign, I drop the top, feel like I'm flyin'
Roll up the weed, I'm tryna get high
I can't lie, I'on know a nigga this fly
Cartier lens, they gon' cover my eye
Never turned fake, I swear I'd rather die
I'on trust nobody so I sleep with one eye
He ain't in the gang, he hatin' from the side
Call up the gang and they ready to slide
I be outside, I'on know how to hide
Handle my business like I wear a tie
Nigga, you burnt out, you fried, cut that bitch off, divide
My Diors too tight, I had went up a size
Whoever told you I ain't gettin' money, they lied
He hatin', can't work, I can't knock you for tryin'
I get her wet then I go up her thighs
Got pain in my eyes, ain't doin' no cryin'
In a foreign, I drop the top, feel like I'm flyin' (Yeah)
Yeah, bad bitch on my elbow, nigga, let the wind blow
You a police ass nigga, call Winslow
Try to tell the police that I got it for the low
f*ck nigga, we don't beef 'bout no ho
Ridin' Hellcat on the lean, drive slow
You ain't gotta ask, you know it's gelato
Just tryna smash on that thot, that ain't my ho
I bought a brick, so why you think they call me Pablo?
[?] was on the move when he ran into a pothole
Whip up the dope in a Pyrex bowl
I do what I want, I'on follow dress codes
Givenchy my toes, blowin' kush and throwin' elbows
Fresh as a bitch, I look like I'm from Melrose
f*ck with that white girl, I want me some square hoes
Call me Robin Hood, I shoot a bale like a arrow
Audemar wrist, it's froze (Audemar)
Jump on the plane with the load
Rich, I ain't goin' back broke no more
f*ck it, I walk in and buy the whole store
I think I'm the shit in my Christian Dior
Cut off the peons, you pissin' me off
I'on believe that shit, sound false
They know I'ma boss every time that I talk, yeah
Roll up the weed, I'm tryna get high
I can't lie, I'on know a nigga this fly
Cartier lens, they gon' cover my eye
Never turned fake, I swear I'd rather die
I'on trust nobody so I sleep with one eye
He ain't in the gang, he hatin' from the side
Call up the gang and they ready to slide
I be outside, I'on know how to hide
Handle my business like I wear a tie
Nigga, you burnt out, you fried, cut that bitch off, divide
My Diors too tight, I had went up a size
Whoever told you I ain't gettin' money, they lied
He hatin', can't work, I can't knock you for tryin'
I get her wet then I go up her thighs
Got pain in my eyes, ain't doin' no cryin'
In a foreign, I drop the top, feel like I'm flyin'
