CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Yoshi G vs. Drugz
Let's just get this rumor out the way
What was it again? A Goonies orgy?
A train?
That's a loco motive (locomotive) to initiate in a gang
What a shame
I guess it is my fault, I was in groupie mode
Lookin' at myself like, "Minaj record? You a 'Stupid Ho'"
I lowkey started the rumor myself, and now it's killin' me
I mean, I was just speakin' my dream: somniloquy
Playin' my role, until thots (thoughts) allowed on stage: soliloquy
Somethin' 'bout that night's a blur...but I try to reminisce it
I just remember Mack Mel from the back like, "Hold it down by the chicken!"
Now it's Glu', stuck in the corner
Lookin' like his great-grandfather the Colonel, finger-lickin'
And Ryda, Ryda...Ramon
Oh, Ryda Ramon (rider'll moan) like a b*t*h without even hittin'
Okay, it's startin' to come back
I thought I liked b*t*hes until I see three (C3) straps, a big butt, and had to reconsider
Yo, she just different
I'll f**k your best friend, your Ace, I mean (Amin)
And Qu' been (Quban) knew he need to bring a bulletproof vest for me
Kept makin' Holmzie mad - you remember when Holmzie was a Goonie briefly?
By sayin' B. Dot the God like, "Homie, you give Muslim vibes. Why not try Holmzie Allah?"
That's hypocritical at that
Plus he like, "If you f**k up my name again, consider you smacked."
Then it hit me...the star's missin'
We really need a Raivon to get this party in the right swing
I mean, I need that coma. Clap!
A good night's sleep
I need us to get back Twork (to work) like the right-wing
So f**k Drugz!
I bet you looked up my ex to see (ecstasy) how I party, Drugz (drugs)
I'm dope, so up against a pothead, we'd (weed) see you hardly, Drugz (drugs)
You get stepped on, you battle too much, you not floatin'
It will not work, you not Twork
Last-minute, you both rushin'
Switches and Casey worried 'bout preppin' (Prep and) some dope substance?
n***a...are y'all tryin' to sway the audience?
You my n***a, but I'll sever (Sevah) ties
On this true day of Sabbath, my n***a, I'll sabotage
I got a cause
Yo, she G...
And we be wantin' to call you by your government
I think that's what you should use if (Yusef) Drugz not it
You not potent, we not quotin'
(*Drugz impression*) "LLAMAS bla-"
n***a, pick a new move!
Plus I wanna see the man behind the Llama: you need a New Groove
So to call you "Drugz" does you no justice
I mean, yes, you get cooked, bagged, but you never control substance
So f**k you, f**k Goonies as a crew!
Cheeko, Beasley, Smack, for 100K, I will f**k y'all too
Get to know me
Rap
As far as struggles only women can relate to, you a true victim
You told us stories how you been in relationships wit' all these abusive and cool n***as
b*t*h, one of them stories broke my heart so bad, I wanted to whoop the n***a ass and...I ain't even have nothin' to do wit' it
'Cause honestly, all that domestic violence sh*t, I'm really not cool wit' it
I do not believe in puttin' your hands on women...
(*chk-chk*) I shoot b*t*hes!
I'm too livid
I heard y'all talkin'
Now watch me string little Yo-Yo along
And after I drop a round on this trick, y'all gon' say I dog-walked her!
This what y'all offer!? Food!
I knew, and y'all knew
And you ain't even think you was gonna win
Just wanted to be wit' 13 n***as in a small room
Why they even CALL you!?
You lookin' at a savage in the flesh
Wit' a large tool, FNJs clappin' through her vest
That b*t*h was far too, but the grip make it accurate at its best
All them nudes you sent...you should be used to attachments on the TECs (texts)!
What was it again? A Goonies orgy?
A train?
That's a loco motive (locomotive) to initiate in a gang
What a shame
I guess it is my fault, I was in groupie mode
Lookin' at myself like, "Minaj record? You a 'Stupid Ho'"
I lowkey started the rumor myself, and now it's killin' me
I mean, I was just speakin' my dream: somniloquy
Playin' my role, until thots (thoughts) allowed on stage: soliloquy
Somethin' 'bout that night's a blur...but I try to reminisce it
I just remember Mack Mel from the back like, "Hold it down by the chicken!"
Now it's Glu', stuck in the corner
Lookin' like his great-grandfather the Colonel, finger-lickin'
And Ryda, Ryda...Ramon
Oh, Ryda Ramon (rider'll moan) like a b*t*h without even hittin'
Okay, it's startin' to come back
I thought I liked b*t*hes until I see three (C3) straps, a big butt, and had to reconsider
Yo, she just different
I'll f**k your best friend, your Ace, I mean (Amin)
And Qu' been (Quban) knew he need to bring a bulletproof vest for me
Kept makin' Holmzie mad - you remember when Holmzie was a Goonie briefly?
By sayin' B. Dot the God like, "Homie, you give Muslim vibes. Why not try Holmzie Allah?"
That's hypocritical at that
Plus he like, "If you f**k up my name again, consider you smacked."
Then it hit me...the star's missin'
We really need a Raivon to get this party in the right swing
I mean, I need that coma. Clap!
A good night's sleep
I need us to get back Twork (to work) like the right-wing
So f**k Drugz!
I bet you looked up my ex to see (ecstasy) how I party, Drugz (drugs)
I'm dope, so up against a pothead, we'd (weed) see you hardly, Drugz (drugs)
You get stepped on, you battle too much, you not floatin'
It will not work, you not Twork
Last-minute, you both rushin'
Switches and Casey worried 'bout preppin' (Prep and) some dope substance?
n***a...are y'all tryin' to sway the audience?
You my n***a, but I'll sever (Sevah) ties
On this true day of Sabbath, my n***a, I'll sabotage
I got a cause
Yo, she G...
And we be wantin' to call you by your government
I think that's what you should use if (Yusef) Drugz not it
You not potent, we not quotin'
(*Drugz impression*) "LLAMAS bla-"
n***a, pick a new move!
Plus I wanna see the man behind the Llama: you need a New Groove
So to call you "Drugz" does you no justice
I mean, yes, you get cooked, bagged, but you never control substance
So f**k you, f**k Goonies as a crew!
Cheeko, Beasley, Smack, for 100K, I will f**k y'all too
Get to know me
Rap
As far as struggles only women can relate to, you a true victim
You told us stories how you been in relationships wit' all these abusive and cool n***as
b*t*h, one of them stories broke my heart so bad, I wanted to whoop the n***a ass and...I ain't even have nothin' to do wit' it
'Cause honestly, all that domestic violence sh*t, I'm really not cool wit' it
I do not believe in puttin' your hands on women...
(*chk-chk*) I shoot b*t*hes!
I'm too livid
I heard y'all talkin'
Now watch me string little Yo-Yo along
And after I drop a round on this trick, y'all gon' say I dog-walked her!
This what y'all offer!? Food!
I knew, and y'all knew
And you ain't even think you was gonna win
Just wanted to be wit' 13 n***as in a small room
Why they even CALL you!?
You lookin' at a savage in the flesh
Wit' a large tool, FNJs clappin' through her vest
That b*t*h was far too, but the grip make it accurate at its best
All them nudes you sent...you should be used to attachments on the TECs (texts)!
