CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Oxycodone Pt.2
Aye Scoob, You got a deal or somethin'?
B*t*h you think i'm out the field or somethin'? (the f**k)
I'll send you out to Paris in Burberry London
Just left the Scam House it's still up and runnin'
All my babies free so I don't give a f**k
I'on ask for the pu**y she just give it up
N***as die every day I gotta live it up
Why the f**k you got that pop and you ain't mix it up
I roll expensive sh*t, they call it bubble gum (hold on)
Who is this? I think yo b*t*h callin'
(We love World Tour Mafia)
I got money on the line, It ain't no talkin'
Why I give her perky d**k? and got the hoe stalkin'?
I ain't got time for yo hoe, her calls get missed often
World Tour the mob, to be honest we a scamily
Come and drive for a week, we treat you better than yo family
I don't even know my name, my I.D say Andy
I ain't even eat today, these stores sweeter than some candy
B*t*h can't stand me, I'm neglecting her
I'm just doing 400's at the register
The Oxy blessin', World Tour slammin' hoes you n***as cuffin'
Milt Moncler is way out your budget
When I talk about the money you always tryna change the subject?
Let's not talk about the hoes that we be runnin'
Might have yo favorite rapper, in the house throwin' punches
N***as broke they only crispy cause they punchin'
I'm high as hell off a 4, throwin' money in the function
Two hoes connected to me, this a bad b*t*h conjunction
I use my rap checks, that's how my Bitcoin get funded
I can make a feature off a I.D (watch this)
I can make a show off of one piece
You want a 100k streams I want 100 thousand dollars
I guess that I'm a demon cause the devil wearing Prada
The b*t*hes change my name from daddy to papa
You b*t*hes know you love the mafia
You n***as know ain't nothin' stoppin' us
Once I slide then I sign, I'm rerockin' 'em
She said skeetin' on her face would be a compliment
I want the money, don't give a f**k about being popular
B*t*h you think i'm out the field or somethin'? (the f**k)
I'll send you out to Paris in Burberry London
Just left the Scam House it's still up and runnin'
All my babies free so I don't give a f**k
I'on ask for the pu**y she just give it up
N***as die every day I gotta live it up
Why the f**k you got that pop and you ain't mix it up
I roll expensive sh*t, they call it bubble gum (hold on)
Who is this? I think yo b*t*h callin'
(We love World Tour Mafia)
I got money on the line, It ain't no talkin'
Why I give her perky d**k? and got the hoe stalkin'?
I ain't got time for yo hoe, her calls get missed often
World Tour the mob, to be honest we a scamily
Come and drive for a week, we treat you better than yo family
I don't even know my name, my I.D say Andy
I ain't even eat today, these stores sweeter than some candy
B*t*h can't stand me, I'm neglecting her
I'm just doing 400's at the register
The Oxy blessin', World Tour slammin' hoes you n***as cuffin'
Milt Moncler is way out your budget
When I talk about the money you always tryna change the subject?
Let's not talk about the hoes that we be runnin'
Might have yo favorite rapper, in the house throwin' punches
N***as broke they only crispy cause they punchin'
I'm high as hell off a 4, throwin' money in the function
Two hoes connected to me, this a bad b*t*h conjunction
I use my rap checks, that's how my Bitcoin get funded
I can make a feature off a I.D (watch this)
I can make a show off of one piece
You want a 100k streams I want 100 thousand dollars
I guess that I'm a demon cause the devil wearing Prada
The b*t*hes change my name from daddy to papa
You b*t*hes know you love the mafia
You n***as know ain't nothin' stoppin' us
Once I slide then I sign, I'm rerockin' 'em
She said skeetin' on her face would be a compliment
I want the money, don't give a f**k about being popular
