CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Pillow Talk (Pillsbury Doughboy)
Pipe that sh*t up, TnT
Tahj Money
Pillsbury Doughboy, baby, I'm a bread maker
A lot of dead presidents, a couple dead haters
Was posted tryna run it up before the feds take us
I'm with some n***as who demonic, they some Hellraiser's
Roll with some rastas, they love choppers, they some dread shakers
He pillow talk, then he might gossip to interrogators
I just copped the brand-new .40 with the red laser
It's gon' get ugly when I'm suitin' up likе Craig Sager
Picked up some drip from ovеrseas for my designer fetish
From robberies to shoppin' sprees, we was young and desperate
I'd rather get it off the block than work a nine-to-seven
I'm chasin' cake until it kill me like I'm diabetic
These hot shells like a voice mail, they leave a message
But that won't get bro out the ground, I had to accept it
Wish I could talk to all my dawgs like send a sign from Heaven
Future Hall of Fame, then he the GOAT, yeah, he gon' die a legend
Lavish lifestyle, make sure I hit the baddest broads
If he don't practice what he preachin', then his a** a fraud
Back against the wall like, "F**k the world" and all I had was God
Come from the struggle, b*t*h, we had it hard, uh
Pillsbury Doughboy, baby, I'm a bread maker
A lot of dead presidents, a couple dead haters
Was posted tryna run it up before the feds take us
I'm with some n***as who demonic, they some Hellraiser's
Roll with some rastas, they love choppers, they some dread shakers
He pillow talk, then he might gossip to interrogators
I just copped the brand-new .40 with the red laser
It's gon' get ugly when I'm suitin' up like Craig Sager
Straight of off coolers, but them Rugers left them soldiers killed
Now I'm in Calabasas, smokin', spinnin' Rover wheels
They took his mans and now he heartless, how he 'posed to feel
Slide on the street, we seven deep, we tryna overkill
I was in them streets, I kept my heat like how that toaster feel
I can't tell my demons, "Keep the peace," because they 'posed to kill
Late night, Call of Duty, it get spooky, we was bangin'
Please don't speak on Zuly, with that toolie he was dangerous
We was f**kin' b*t*hes in my room, yeah, that was gang sh*t
Now we stuffin' hollows in that Uzi, tryna change sh*t
Twisy re-arrange sh*t, hit 'em, leave 'em brainless
He gon' let it bark, don't give a f**k about surveillance
Pillsbury Doughboy, baby, I'm a bread maker
A lot of dead presidents, a couple dead haters
Was posted tryna run it up before the feds take us
I'm with some n***as who demonic, they some Hellraiser's
Roll with some rastas, they love choppers, they some dread shakers
He pillow talk, then he might gossip to interrogators
I just copped the brand-new .40 with the red laser
It's gon' get ugly when I'm suitin' up like Craig Sager
Tahj Money
Pillsbury Doughboy, baby, I'm a bread maker
A lot of dead presidents, a couple dead haters
Was posted tryna run it up before the feds take us
I'm with some n***as who demonic, they some Hellraiser's
Roll with some rastas, they love choppers, they some dread shakers
He pillow talk, then he might gossip to interrogators
I just copped the brand-new .40 with the red laser
It's gon' get ugly when I'm suitin' up likе Craig Sager
Picked up some drip from ovеrseas for my designer fetish
From robberies to shoppin' sprees, we was young and desperate
I'd rather get it off the block than work a nine-to-seven
I'm chasin' cake until it kill me like I'm diabetic
These hot shells like a voice mail, they leave a message
But that won't get bro out the ground, I had to accept it
Wish I could talk to all my dawgs like send a sign from Heaven
Future Hall of Fame, then he the GOAT, yeah, he gon' die a legend
Lavish lifestyle, make sure I hit the baddest broads
If he don't practice what he preachin', then his a** a fraud
Back against the wall like, "F**k the world" and all I had was God
Come from the struggle, b*t*h, we had it hard, uh
Pillsbury Doughboy, baby, I'm a bread maker
A lot of dead presidents, a couple dead haters
Was posted tryna run it up before the feds take us
I'm with some n***as who demonic, they some Hellraiser's
Roll with some rastas, they love choppers, they some dread shakers
He pillow talk, then he might gossip to interrogators
I just copped the brand-new .40 with the red laser
It's gon' get ugly when I'm suitin' up like Craig Sager
Straight of off coolers, but them Rugers left them soldiers killed
Now I'm in Calabasas, smokin', spinnin' Rover wheels
They took his mans and now he heartless, how he 'posed to feel
Slide on the street, we seven deep, we tryna overkill
I was in them streets, I kept my heat like how that toaster feel
I can't tell my demons, "Keep the peace," because they 'posed to kill
Late night, Call of Duty, it get spooky, we was bangin'
Please don't speak on Zuly, with that toolie he was dangerous
We was f**kin' b*t*hes in my room, yeah, that was gang sh*t
Now we stuffin' hollows in that Uzi, tryna change sh*t
Twisy re-arrange sh*t, hit 'em, leave 'em brainless
He gon' let it bark, don't give a f**k about surveillance
Pillsbury Doughboy, baby, I'm a bread maker
A lot of dead presidents, a couple dead haters
Was posted tryna run it up before the feds take us
I'm with some n***as who demonic, they some Hellraiser's
Roll with some rastas, they love choppers, they some dread shakers
He pillow talk, then he might gossip to interrogators
I just copped the brand-new .40 with the red laser
It's gon' get ugly when I'm suitin' up like Craig Sager
