CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Ashtray
(Sosa 808)
I do it so effortless (Easy)
I pour that Wock'-Wock' up and don't even have to measure it (Yeah)
Your favorite rapper and your boyfriend, I be fresher than 'em (Killing them n***as)
I made a lot of money with my Mexicans (Vatos)
Convertible foreign (Yeah)
Young n***a, the world is yours (Yeah, yeah)
My b*t*h, she spoiled
And me, yeah, I'm on the Forbes (Yeah)
Been going through some sh*t, so all I do is drink lean and try to drink the problems away
Roll a blunt every thirty minutes, tryna dump my problems in the ashtray (In the ashtray)
All I've been doing thinking 'bout a hundred million, n***a, I ain't been getting no sleep
Got an Uzi up under my seat
Unlocked a new Stingray, but I had to park it for a second, hopped back in my Demon
Boy, your name 'round here ringing
Yeah, these n***as 'round here singing
I'm the young n***a whose name be ringing like bells, these hoes tryna eat my semen
In the trap, n***a, with a whole lot of dirty money, put it in the dishwasher, yeah, I'm tryna clean it
n***a said I'm broke, well, you gotta be dreaming
f**king off the private, you don't see my blink-blinking
Cold-ass n***a, got these f**k n***as steaming
Big boy racks, got these f**k n***as teaming up
His money, his money, nah, n***a, my money, these n***as ain't even seen enough
His b*t*h and his b*t*h gon' come and suck my d**k 'cause these n***as don't make 'em scream enough
n***as can't catch up, I ain't even moving, so what you gon' do when I speed sh*t up? (Okay)
And I ain't worried 'bout nobody playing, my young n***as ready to heat sh*t up
I be tryna tell 'em don't crash, they living like they in they last day
My young n***as know that I got 'em forever, I'm having more bags than a trash day (On God)
Ayy, n***a, the world is ours, these n***as ain't f**king with us on my bad day (No)
And if any n***a say they want some smoke, we gon' put them lil' boys in the ashtray
And if any n***a say they want some smoke, we gon' put them lil' boys in the ashtray
And if any n***a say they want some smoke, we gon' put them lil' boys in the ashtray
I do it so effortless (Easy)
I pour that Wock'-Wock' up and don't even have to measure it (Yeah)
Your favorite rapper and your boyfriend, I be fresher than 'em (Killing them n***as)
I made a lot of money with my Mexicans (Vatos)
Convertible foreign (Yeah)
Young n***a, the world is yours (Yeah, yeah)
My b*t*h, she spoiled
And me, yeah, I'm on the Forbes (Yeah)
Been going through some sh*t, so all I do is drink lean and try to drink the problems away
Roll a blunt every thirty minutes, tryna dump my problems in the ashtray (In the ashtray)
All I've been doing thinking 'bout a hundred million, n***a, I ain't been getting no sleep
Got an Uzi up under my seat
Unlocked a new Stingray, but I had to park it for a second, hopped back in my Demon
Boy, your name 'round here ringing
Yeah, these n***as 'round here singing
I'm the young n***a whose name be ringing like bells, these hoes tryna eat my semen
In the trap, n***a, with a whole lot of dirty money, put it in the dishwasher, yeah, I'm tryna clean it
n***a said I'm broke, well, you gotta be dreaming
f**king off the private, you don't see my blink-blinking
Cold-ass n***a, got these f**k n***as steaming
Big boy racks, got these f**k n***as teaming up
His money, his money, nah, n***a, my money, these n***as ain't even seen enough
His b*t*h and his b*t*h gon' come and suck my d**k 'cause these n***as don't make 'em scream enough
n***as can't catch up, I ain't even moving, so what you gon' do when I speed sh*t up? (Okay)
And I ain't worried 'bout nobody playing, my young n***as ready to heat sh*t up
I be tryna tell 'em don't crash, they living like they in they last day
My young n***as know that I got 'em forever, I'm having more bags than a trash day (On God)
Ayy, n***a, the world is ours, these n***as ain't f**king with us on my bad day (No)
And if any n***a say they want some smoke, we gon' put them lil' boys in the ashtray
And if any n***a say they want some smoke, we gon' put them lil' boys in the ashtray
And if any n***a say they want some smoke, we gon' put them lil' boys in the ashtray
