Ev B, Wes B - The Motto - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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[Verse 1: We$ B] We at the club finna taste a dime I'm a trending topic cuz I'm on my grind Girl what's your sign oh you a Gemini I'm a Libra so let me hit it from behind Put that pussy in my palm with no panties on Ima blow when I write my pen is a hand bomb The OG kush got a niggas head gone The homies all bloods so don't step into the red zone For real though my dick is her dildo I'm going all in while her face in my pillow I'm hustling always balling no off days At the bar with yo bitch taking shots like a gun range Ev B what's up tell them hoes what's bracking We active aiming for that number one bracket Got a buzz in the city while a niggas trapping I'm counting money on the table with your bitch on the mattress AY! I hold heat put this on repeat Swag on top now that's word to young E Accustomed to the finest and I'm still the flyest Driving with my bitch rolling weed without a license You can catch me in the kitchen cooking over the pyrex Paper transactions laying low from the sirens No delaying we got bad bitches waiting Speakers in the back and all them hoes saying [Chorus: Drake] Now she wants a photo you already know though You only live once that's the motto nigga YOLO And we bout it everyday everyday everyday Like we sitting on the bench nigga we don't really play Every everyday fuck what anybody say Can't see em cuz the money's in the way Real nigga wassup [Verse 2: Ev B] 2 times fuck 1 time This lil niggas brighter than the sunshine 4 yeah that's my favorite number All these lowlife niggas swear they trynna take my under It's Pasadena we in this bitch Throw up a chunky P know you seeing this bitch And if a beat drops know E on that shit That's my initial but I'm a G on that shit After I get sucked up she gets dicked down I beat the pussy up call me Chris Brown Talk reckless that's treason Nigga money talks mines screaming Yeah I'm so athletic I'm addicted to this rap shit I got a rap fetish Petty rappers steady trynna imitate me Yo the rellies got the heavy so we finna taste three She tongue kiss my lower head When I skeet skeet skeet she go to bed I can make an athiest say oh my god We be fucking on camera but no tripod [Chorus: Drake] Now she wants a photo you already know though You only live once that's the motto nigga YOLO And we bout it everyday everyday everyday Like we sitting on the bench nigga we don't really play Every everyday fuck what anybody say Can't see em cuz the money's in the way Real nigga wassup
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