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In Pocket

Berner

Rico

06.09.2018

37

Tekst piosenki
[Intro: Berner] Dope boy fresh, yeah Yeah [Verse 1: Berner] Yeah, I'm dope boy fresh Bust down on my wrist, a hunnid ten That’s a real check, baby get real wet I'm from the Bay, Cartel, yeah, I still flex New spot I'm countin’ money 'til I feel sick Yeah, I let the jewelry drip on me Got blood on my hands from a man that snitched on me Ask Wiz how we smoke, this shit burn funny I had two mil' stacked on the day I turned twenty We leave town and burn money (Burn money) Big boy, yeah, all the girls love me I'm on everything movin', girl give me a line Patrón out the bottle, I won't remember the night We wake up drunk with paper on our mind Yo, they still want work, I got plenty online Big glass jar full of brand new shit Four grand a pound, bag like this Bern' [Chorus: Chevy Woods] I got big diamonds, bitch, I'm always big timin’ Count it with the homies, everything in pocket (in pocket, in pocket) You’s a broke boy, stop it Word to Pimp C, keep the bitch in pocket (in pocket, in pocket) Keep the bitch in pocket (in pocket) Word to Pimp C, keep the bitch in pocket (in pocket, in pocket) Keep the bitch in pocket (in pocket) Word to Pimp C, keep the bitch in pocket (in pocket, in pocket) [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] Hold up, she got turnt soon as I showed up Left her homeboys and her homegirls She gon' act like she don’t know ya Sent the text and she comin' over On that Bombay we ain't sober Pour some champagne, get her closer Go to my crib, bend it over Know my name soon as I approach her Keep that bitch in pocket Shorty on me and I ain't gon’ stop it Get between the sheets, we gon' keep things poppin' We could do our thing while your best friend watchin' No, I ain't got time for it Why you keep tellin' me I'm on your mind for? What'chu think I'm on my grind for? You said you through with me but what you keep on tryin' for? [Chorus: Chevy Woods] I got big diamonds, bitch, I'm always big timin' Count it with the homies, everything in pocket (in pocket, in pocket) You's a broke boy, stop it Word to Pimp C, keep the bitch in pocket (in pocket, in pocket) Keep the bitch in pocket (in pocket) Word to Pimp C, keep the bitch in pocket (in pocket, in pocket) Keep the bitch in pocket (in pocket) Word to Pimp C, keep the bitch in pocket (in pocket, in pocket) [Verse 3: Yhung T.O.] I mix the cookie with the K.K Have you ever been on a P.J.? She wanna get high with a G, ay I got all these bands on me, ay You just tell me what you need, baby, I'mma roll up Thirty-thousand in my pocket, now my life all fold up She said she got a thing for me but she never told us I be Glock totin', I be big weed rollin' Girl you fuckin' with a boss, not a regular I wanna see you take it off, let me beat it up I could put you in that Benz, fuck that Acura I know if I had my nigga Berner then he pullin' up' Smokin' on that cookie to that kush and orange juice You know I'm the man, don't know what they told you B.D.S. diamonds and I paid all cash, yeah Put you in that spaceship, yeah, you don't gotta ask, yeah [Chorus: Chevy Woods] I got big diamonds, bitch, I'm always big timin' Count it with the homies, everything in pocket (in pocket, in pocket) You's a broke boy, stop it Word to Pimp C, keep the bitch in pocket (in pocket, in pocket) Keep the bitch in pocket (in pocket) Word to Pimp C, keep the bitch in pocket (in pocket, in pocket) Keep the bitch in pocket (in pocket) Word to Pimp C, keep the bitch in pocket (in pocket, in pocket)
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