CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Don’t
(Bridge: KH)
Ayee, tell the lil b*t*h to go low (ay)
Tell the lil b*t*h to go low (ay)
Tell the lil b*t*h to go low (ay)
Aye,aye, tell the hoe go to the floor (to the what?)
Tell the hoe go to the floor (to the floor)
Tell the hoe go to floor (to the floooor)
(Hook: KH)
Aye, Don’t move we finna pipe up this club
Aye, Aye, Don’t move we finna pipe up this club
Aye, Aye, Dont
Tell the hoe go to the floor (to the what?)
Tell the hoe go to the floor (to the floor)
Tell the hoe go to floor (to the floooor)
Aye
(Verse 1:BJrhyme$)
You run your tongue we gonna show
Some Hitters On da Window
You move quick I let them men blow
Just for 3 racks and a belt
Man I swear they’ll go mental
Cuz they gotta eat
And the rent due about 9-4-0
Dollars, and they just wanna relax
And get head slow in a lambo
So they throw around that strap
Like Rambo and let the hand go
4 heads and 40 bands Is what
They run their hands through
n***a this a game of Life
And I ain’t talking Hasbro
Lil mayo shooting with his
Brother in this b*t*h like hansborough
They ain’t pacers but
They’ll Put a cut on every running
Shooter with a memo
If they want a chain
Swimming on em like Nemo
But I show em how to do it like a demo
Grab the plug and mix the green
Like army camo
And put it next to the snow
sh*t look like pine trees in the winter
Get em addicted because
The streets got us conflicted
I slap a stick in the ruger
But I ain’t got a splinter
We repeat the process like a printer
n***a imma sinner
Ayee, tell the lil b*t*h to go low (ay)
Tell the lil b*t*h to go low (ay)
Tell the lil b*t*h to go low (ay)
Aye,aye, tell the hoe go to the floor (to the what?)
Tell the hoe go to the floor (to the floor)
Tell the hoe go to floor (to the floooor)
(Hook: KH)
Aye, Don’t move we finna pipe up this club
Aye, Aye, Don’t move we finna pipe up this club
Aye, Aye, Dont
Tell the hoe go to the floor (to the what?)
Tell the hoe go to the floor (to the floor)
Tell the hoe go to floor (to the floooor)
Aye
(Verse 1:BJrhyme$)
You run your tongue we gonna show
Some Hitters On da Window
You move quick I let them men blow
Just for 3 racks and a belt
Man I swear they’ll go mental
Cuz they gotta eat
And the rent due about 9-4-0
Dollars, and they just wanna relax
And get head slow in a lambo
So they throw around that strap
Like Rambo and let the hand go
4 heads and 40 bands Is what
They run their hands through
n***a this a game of Life
And I ain’t talking Hasbro
Lil mayo shooting with his
Brother in this b*t*h like hansborough
They ain’t pacers but
They’ll Put a cut on every running
Shooter with a memo
If they want a chain
Swimming on em like Nemo
But I show em how to do it like a demo
Grab the plug and mix the green
Like army camo
And put it next to the snow
sh*t look like pine trees in the winter
Get em addicted because
The streets got us conflicted
I slap a stick in the ruger
But I ain’t got a splinter
We repeat the process like a printer
n***a imma sinner
