CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Debate
T8ko
Who the f**k said that?
Why a billion on me?
Pull up in a SRT
Sit back, 'cause it's in full speed
Swervin', b*t*h, I'm off Codeine
She off a pill, she might OD
Smokin' that strong, that Mr. T
B*t*h, I'm out the way, what can't you see?
Hit it one more 'gain and I think that b*t*h fell in love
B*t*h, I ain't goin' out bad, I'm convinced she dumb
I text her back like, "Girl, I thought we was just havin' fun"
Ayy, big a** house, I know that she want one
On the runway, got the drip, and they want some, ayy
Smokin' so much gas in the joint, f**k up my lungs
That b*t*h had no a**, so I had to get her one
Hit it from the back, hit it from the back
Off Adderall, I can't relax
Run up the bag, fill it in my calf
Turn to a beast when I get mad
Don't try to run, these bullets fast
Rockin' Dior with Gucci, she said I don't know how to match
Baby, I'm the sh*t, so, I ain't worried 'bout that, ayy
No need for a haircut 'cause she still gave me the neck
Left her at the spot, she texted me, like, "Where you at?"
I'm in the office, I just had to go pick up my check
They talkin' 'bout the sauce that I can't drop and this and that
I'm on fire I jump off the top like Jeff Hardy
B*t*h, I'm off the drugs like Marley
White b*t*h, call her "iCarly"
This ain't no apartment, b*t*h, this a penthouse
Why a billion on me?
Pull up in a SRT
Sit back, 'cause it's in full speed
Swervin', b*t*h, I'm off Codeine
She off a pill, she might OD
Smokin' that strong, that Mr. T
B*t*h, I'm out the way, what can't you see?
Hittin' one more gear and I think that b*t*h fell in love
B*t*h, I ain't goin' out bad, I'm convinced she dumb
I text her back like, "Girl, I thought we was just havin' fun"
Who the f**k said that?
Who the f**k said that?
Why a billion on me?
Pull up in a SRT
Sit back, 'cause it's in full speed
Swervin', b*t*h, I'm off Codeine
She off a pill, she might OD
Smokin' that strong, that Mr. T
B*t*h, I'm out the way, what can't you see?
Hit it one more 'gain and I think that b*t*h fell in love
B*t*h, I ain't goin' out bad, I'm convinced she dumb
I text her back like, "Girl, I thought we was just havin' fun"
Ayy, big a** house, I know that she want one
On the runway, got the drip, and they want some, ayy
Smokin' so much gas in the joint, f**k up my lungs
That b*t*h had no a**, so I had to get her one
Hit it from the back, hit it from the back
Off Adderall, I can't relax
Run up the bag, fill it in my calf
Turn to a beast when I get mad
Don't try to run, these bullets fast
Rockin' Dior with Gucci, she said I don't know how to match
Baby, I'm the sh*t, so, I ain't worried 'bout that, ayy
No need for a haircut 'cause she still gave me the neck
Left her at the spot, she texted me, like, "Where you at?"
I'm in the office, I just had to go pick up my check
They talkin' 'bout the sauce that I can't drop and this and that
I'm on fire I jump off the top like Jeff Hardy
B*t*h, I'm off the drugs like Marley
White b*t*h, call her "iCarly"
This ain't no apartment, b*t*h, this a penthouse
Why a billion on me?
Pull up in a SRT
Sit back, 'cause it's in full speed
Swervin', b*t*h, I'm off Codeine
She off a pill, she might OD
Smokin' that strong, that Mr. T
B*t*h, I'm out the way, what can't you see?
Hittin' one more gear and I think that b*t*h fell in love
B*t*h, I ain't goin' out bad, I'm convinced she dumb
I text her back like, "Girl, I thought we was just havin' fun"
Who the f**k said that?
