CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Luv $pell
Heaven or Hell, let's rock!
Yeah (Woah)
Yeah (Woah)
Yeah (Woah)
Ahh (Woah)
Hi-c, yeah
(Blood, darkness, come unto me!)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
She wanna f**k me or not?
She wanna f**k the squad
She fell in love when she put on my song
Walk in this bih with a tab on my tongue
Throw him a pack, tell him "Go long"
Punch his ass down, now it's blood on my palms
She on my d**k because my money long
Walk in this b*t*h and I'm smokin' on strong
Me and big Frank, we get along
She suckin' on me just like a bong
Yeah, yeah (Yeah)
She wanna rock out with the squad
This Hi-Tech is making me nod
That bih wanna slob on my knob
Yeah, got tats on my neck and my arms
Pop a pill and it got me on Mars
I got racks on me, my money large (Woah)
Yeah, she love me, she love me not
Wanna ride d**k, baby? Get on top
Pour Hi-Tech inside my pop
Okay, okay, okay
Wanna rock out with the gang? Okay (Okay)
Okay, okay, okay
Pop another bean, I can't feel my face
Rolling off a bean, got me feeling like I'm dreamin'
Opposition tried to catch me lackin' but the .30
Rolling off a bean, got me feeling like I'm dreamin'
Opposition tried to catch me lackin' but the .30
b*t*h pull up on me, she a demon
Bit me on my neck, next day I start teethin'
Yeah (Woah)
Yeah (Woah)
Yeah (Woah)
Ahh (Woah)
Hi-c, yeah
(Blood, darkness, come unto me!)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
She wanna f**k me or not?
She wanna f**k the squad
She fell in love when she put on my song
Walk in this bih with a tab on my tongue
Throw him a pack, tell him "Go long"
Punch his ass down, now it's blood on my palms
She on my d**k because my money long
Walk in this b*t*h and I'm smokin' on strong
Me and big Frank, we get along
She suckin' on me just like a bong
Yeah, yeah (Yeah)
She wanna rock out with the squad
This Hi-Tech is making me nod
That bih wanna slob on my knob
Yeah, got tats on my neck and my arms
Pop a pill and it got me on Mars
I got racks on me, my money large (Woah)
Yeah, she love me, she love me not
Wanna ride d**k, baby? Get on top
Pour Hi-Tech inside my pop
Okay, okay, okay
Wanna rock out with the gang? Okay (Okay)
Okay, okay, okay
Pop another bean, I can't feel my face
Rolling off a bean, got me feeling like I'm dreamin'
Opposition tried to catch me lackin' but the .30
Rolling off a bean, got me feeling like I'm dreamin'
Opposition tried to catch me lackin' but the .30
b*t*h pull up on me, she a demon
Bit me on my neck, next day I start teethin'
