CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : At the Door*

Lyrics from Snippet

Whaddup brother
And my b*t*h eat me up while I'm driving
In the slum with some shrimp and some [?]
Uh

I been smokin', you were stripping' for the pack, ayy
Then my b*t*h eat me upwhile I'm drivin'
And I swear that she short, not a [?]
Then I had a nightmare last night that I wouldn't count it up
We had too many hoes in this b*t*h, I had to run 'em up
And I had too many hoes in my face, I had to cut 'em off
I done focus on the oneoon-one
And I hope your pu**y good as my bank account

Ayy, b*t*h, can I break you off? Trump wavin' at the mall
Hoes on your side of town hate when they ain't involved
Geek on my brudda pack, beat in [?] (Yeah)
Hurt, what I'm servin' in it, [?] and the Lord above
Do what the n***as do, reach for some enemies
Geeked on my side of town, those with the chain gang
Words from a sane man, words from a sane man
Words from a sane man

Ain't got news, say, "f**k that, man"
Oh, man, I want you [?]
Just put pop star hits in the club
Call him [?]
Big shot, 'cuz, tell him, "Start"
Ayy, come 'round, fight around hoes
Down to fight, keep your back straight at the door

Ayy, b*t*h, can I break you off? Trump wavin' at the mall
Hoes on your side of town hate when they ain't involved
Geek on my brudda pack, beat in [?] (Yeah)
Hurt, what I'm servin' in it, [?] and the Lord above
Do what the n***as do, reach for some enemies
Geeked on my side of town, those with the chain gang
Words from a sane man, words from a sane man
Words from a sane man

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