CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : No Warning

Look baby imma spin this with no warning
As you spin that round and
See they mad I made 'em moaning
How many times they wished I fall

Hold on, wait, shorty pass me the bottle
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How many hundreds of dollars I'm counting
All of the times that these niggas have counted me out
f*ck it you gotta be mad
I did your shorty, gotta be sad
I'm in the club at the back with a whole lotta racks
Whole lotta money
Paramedics strap you up like a mummy
Look at you dumb, whole lotta stupid
I go dumb, bet, I'm making a movie

Hold on, I got ten on me, it'd better be us
Walk in the club, shut that shit down and make it a plus
I make it clap for me

(And I will strike down upon thee with great vengencе and furious anger those who attempt to poison and dеstroy my brothers)

Look baby imma spin this with no warning
As you spin that round and
See they mad I made 'em moaning
How many times they wished I fall
Look baby imma spin this with no warning
As you spin that round and
See they mad I made 'em moaning
How many times they wished I fall