CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Triple HHH
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I'm shy, oh my God
pu**y didn't stand a chance
Countin' all these bands, d**ky pants and the vans
Call me "Triple H," Hermè-Hermè-Hermè-mès
Hermès on my neck, Hermès on my wrist and pants
Hermès on my b*t*h when I take her out to France
Perrier, [?], Rosetta, uh
Cartier her lens
Reppin' that block still, reppin' that block still
Reppin' that block still, reppin' that block still
Off-White stone-cold (Damn)
I ride around with a .40 (Skrrt)
n***as sneak diss, we gon' roll one this morning (Yeah)
Your b*t*h like suckin' my d**k when she horny (Yeah, yeah)
She in love too but it's hard for her to ignore me (Hard for her), yeah
Shoot up your whip, we gon' leave the scene lookin' real gorey (Boom-boom-boom), yeah, uh
We from the [?] she like lookin' at my ice [?] (Bow)
She on lean now, she just poured my lean out
I'm off big percs, I can't see now
I post on the block on a Sunday, yeah
Takin' these trips, I'll be back in September, yeah
Diamonds they icey, it's cold like the weather, yeah
He ain't got no shooters, that boy a pretender
We [?], the first time we ordered some Fantas
All of my hoes used to [?]
I blow her back out just like some candles
I'm all on her mouth like she work at the dental
Passin' these hoes around just like turntable
I ain't c*cky but she fill up my ego
I got no swag but this Burberry peacoat
I'm off these drugs I feel like I'ma K.O
Just got a new Glock, hit his block with his main ho
I'm shy, oh my God
pu**y didn't stand a chance
Countin' all these bands, d**ky pants and the vans
Call me "Triple H," Hermè-Hermè-Hermè-mès
Hermès on my neck, Hermès on my wrist and pants
Hermès on my b*t*h when I take her out to France
Perrier, [?], Rosetta, uh
Cartier her lens
Reppin' that block still, reppin' that block still
Reppin' that block still, reppin' that block still
Off-White stone-cold (Damn)
I ride around with a .40 (Skrrt)
n***as sneak diss, we gon' roll one this morning (Yeah)
Your b*t*h like suckin' my d**k when she horny (Yeah, yeah)
She in love too but it's hard for her to ignore me (Hard for her), yeah
Shoot up your whip, we gon' leave the scene lookin' real gorey (Boom-boom-boom), yeah, uh
We from the [?] she like lookin' at my ice [?] (Bow)
She on lean now, she just poured my lean out
I'm off big percs, I can't see now
I post on the block on a Sunday, yeah
Takin' these trips, I'll be back in September, yeah
Diamonds they icey, it's cold like the weather, yeah
He ain't got no shooters, that boy a pretender
We [?], the first time we ordered some Fantas
All of my hoes used to [?]
I blow her back out just like some candles
I'm all on her mouth like she work at the dental
Passin' these hoes around just like turntable
I ain't c*cky but she fill up my ego
I got no swag but this Burberry peacoat
I'm off these drugs I feel like I'ma K.O
Just got a new Glock, hit his block with his main ho
