CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : ​convinced

Yeah
Hey, yeah
Hey, yeah
Hey, yeah
Yeah
Hey, yeah
Hey, yeah
Hey, yeah
Yeah

Ay, got rich from talkin' in microphones
Had to be done, it was right or wrong
You's a b*t*h n***a, yeah, what side you on?
I got too many opps, I gotta slide on one
Red denims, you can't buy you one
Loved me, but I loved you gone

That lil' b*t*h a dancer
Smoke too many opps, got cancer
Ll' hoe, where's your manners?
Rockin' out, [?] like Tanner
I got a blick n***a, yeah, bananer
Shootin' the opps, and it's cancer
Pray to my Glock, n***a, Alexander
Get off my b*t*h, you a fan of her
[?], popped like a bubble
Can't remember the last time I struggled
Yeah, I hit that b*t*h with a shovel
All of my opps, get mixed with the rubble
Send the hoes out, n***a wanna rumble
Try to run down, n***a, do not stumble
I'm in her mouth, she say I'm a [?]
Sorry, I'm just being bluntful
Yeah, I asked that b*t*h, "What's up?"
No, you can't get my love
B*t*h, I'm fly like dove
Talk down, get sent up
Yeah, I asked that b*t*h, "What's up?"
No, you can't get my love
B*t*h, I'm fly like dove
Talk down, get sent up

Ay, got rich from talkin' in microphones
Had to be done, it was right or wrong
You's a b*t*h n***a, yeah, what side you on?
I got too many opps, I gotta slide on one
Red denims, you can't buy you one
Loved me, but I loved you gone
Ay, got rich from talkin' in microphones
Had to be done, it was right or wrong
You's a b*t*h n***a, yeah, what side you on?
I got too many opps, I gotta slide on one
Red denims, you can't buy you one
Lo-oved me, but I loved you go-o-o-