Johnny Cinco - I$ You Mad - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

05.05.2013

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[Intro: Johnny Cinco] (Yea) (Fuck niggas, Bussin down swishers) (Coo, Yeah, Yeah) [Bridge: Johnny Cinco] I might pull up Ashton Martin on em fuck niggas I might pull up super model bussin down swishers Super model bitch giving head at the red light Super model bitch giving head after bed time [Hook: Johnny Cinco] I might pull up Lamb, is you mad? I might pull up counting cash, is you mad? Pull up blowing gas, is you mad? I got 45 stacks, is you mad? [Verse 1 : Johnny Cinco] I been trappin' all in Paris, selling dimes in a villa Trynna stack another milla Marble floors, marble ceilings, Nigga (Nigga!) Took a plane to London on a Sunday, trynna get it on a Monday That's that foreign money, That's that foreign money I got 3 or 4 spots, that's why they mad (that's why they mad) I can pull up Lamborghini or I can pull up Jag 25 hoes, that's why you mad (that's why they mad) Gimme 25 days & I can make a bag Me & Skooley hangin' out that Lamb Walkin' out that COA with money in my hand She gone suck me anyway, cause she know I'm that man Is you mad? [Bridge] [Hook] [Verse 2 : Johnny Cinco] Just a young rich nigga working with a bag Just a young rich nigga switching foreign tags 3 or 4 rentals at a time, 3 or 4 rollies just to shine I traded my iPhone in for a beeper Old school trapper, new school rapper On a speed boat running to a red snapper Trade my red bitch in for a yellow bone My bitch got me feeling like the man Hopping out the air plane with codeine in my bag It's John Popi, yes I am I drop 20 on yo bitch, the reason why they mad [Bridge] [Hook] [Verse 3 : Skateboard Skooly] Trynna turn a hundred to a thousand, every minute of the hour Bad ass, turn a sweet bitch sour Then I bought that Breitlin for the shine out the time The jeweler charged me 9, glad I ain't drop no dimes And I'm trynna break the bank, Every time I buy some drink Fuck you think, John Gotti, John Popi Hoppin' off that plane with pints That's why they hate, they some cowards They gone hate me with the power, killed my brother all he fuckin sold was powder What they mad at? Bought my bitch a bag with her bad ass, go see the dealer with that cash for that last Jag In a hood full of takers with a bag of cash, can you imagine that That's why they mad me [Hook] [Bridge : Skateboard Skooly] I might pull a no show on you fuck niggas Million dollar man, swag of a dope dealer Super model bitch giving head at the red light Super model bitch giving head after bed time
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