CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Buddy Freestyle | LA Leakers Freestyle #138
Five b*t*hes in the back of the Merce's
So skrrt, skrrt, some might even call it a skirt chase
My mistakes detrimental to the brand
I ain't trippin' n***a, I'ma hit you when I can
I can, obviously I'm a boss, I'm a pimp
Every week you gon' see another freak with me
In any event I done had plenty of spin
Many men wanna win but they never get in
I got girls that I probably won't see ever again
I got hoes and I'm still f**kin' all of they friends
What up? I don't care, shut up, problem with it? Step up
Y'all be playin' catch up, can't keep up
Compton, Bompton, please turn the beat up
Buddy boy and YG, we'll f**k the street up
'Bout to raise the fee up, I remember the reup
Faded after the smoke, y'all Buddy bringing the Locs out
Left hand full of c-notes, smokin' a roach
Right hand, I'm on a boat, I'm on a boat
Pa** the remote, I'm changin' the channel
She wants so more Chanel, I just cannot say no
Long Beach, Compton
From Inglewood to Slauson
We get it poppin'
Everyday gotta get this money, you know it
Ay, meet me at the bar, b*t*h, I'm a star, b*t*h
Weed and alcohol, b*t*h, I got it all, b*t*h
Hoppin' out the car, b*t*h, this ain't a Crown Vic
Lookin' like it sound, b*t*h, I hold it down, b*t*h
Yeah, okay it's time for the best flow
The cashflow, now she got me doin' the breaststroke
The backstroke, baby girl I'm a natural
For damn sure, acrobatics all in the bed
Psychedelic colors while she givin' me head
Undercover lover, leave the pu**y for dead
This ain't a knockoff, baby, what's poppin' tonight?
I won't be cuttin' you off long as you rockin' the mic right
So skrrt, skrrt, some might even call it a skirt chase
My mistakes detrimental to the brand
I ain't trippin' n***a, I'ma hit you when I can
I can, obviously I'm a boss, I'm a pimp
Every week you gon' see another freak with me
In any event I done had plenty of spin
Many men wanna win but they never get in
I got girls that I probably won't see ever again
I got hoes and I'm still f**kin' all of they friends
What up? I don't care, shut up, problem with it? Step up
Y'all be playin' catch up, can't keep up
Compton, Bompton, please turn the beat up
Buddy boy and YG, we'll f**k the street up
'Bout to raise the fee up, I remember the reup
Faded after the smoke, y'all Buddy bringing the Locs out
Left hand full of c-notes, smokin' a roach
Right hand, I'm on a boat, I'm on a boat
Pa** the remote, I'm changin' the channel
She wants so more Chanel, I just cannot say no
Long Beach, Compton
From Inglewood to Slauson
We get it poppin'
Everyday gotta get this money, you know it
Ay, meet me at the bar, b*t*h, I'm a star, b*t*h
Weed and alcohol, b*t*h, I got it all, b*t*h
Hoppin' out the car, b*t*h, this ain't a Crown Vic
Lookin' like it sound, b*t*h, I hold it down, b*t*h
Yeah, okay it's time for the best flow
The cashflow, now she got me doin' the breaststroke
The backstroke, baby girl I'm a natural
For damn sure, acrobatics all in the bed
Psychedelic colors while she givin' me head
Undercover lover, leave the pu**y for dead
This ain't a knockoff, baby, what's poppin' tonight?
I won't be cuttin' you off long as you rockin' the mic right
