Robbie B - Downerz - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

31.08.2015

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[Verse 1: Malik White] Smoke seven blunts but I won’t eat Three days nigga no sleep I ain’t trippin’ I do this often Say fuck that nigga he be pillow talking Been working hard, I was born to ball Fuck with nigga that are robbin’ still Hit a lick and then sell it all Tell that pussy nigga come up off it My niggas raw and you niggas saucy You the type to get robbed for flossin’ I’m drippin’ bitches I can’t get em off me Semi-auto nigga and I stay with hollows Shut the fuck up, you don’t want no problems Cause that sneak dissing that’ll get you off Watch the news they puttin’ niggas on it Hit a stain and then catch a body Pop like 3 xan’s and then forget about it Twistin’ woods man its that good [Verse 2: Robbie B] Probably chillin' twisting backwoods Yo’ bitch callin’ callin’ cause its that good I’ve been trapping trapping trying to make it happen Tunnel vision trying to get the cabbage Pussy boy you need to quit the acting Nigga you just rapping you ain't bout that action Niggas crippin’ we can get it crackin’ Niggas blood and we can get it poppin’ Got the 30 and the snub nose Told a pussy come out them Balenciagas I’m the hottest nigga from the 3rd coast Working working like a furlough Trying buy my momma fur coats Ain’t no pancakes I got syrup though I’m hippie nigga rockin’ tye-dye You fake nigga, you a sci-fy Putting kush in the air like wi-fi Till a young nigga chilling sky hi God damn What’s the hold up Money is the motivation Niggas hate what I’m creating Cause it leave them stuck on basic Had them rocks up in my Asics I was running to them smokers Out here taken niggas chips Nigga lifes a game of poker Something like the US Open How I’m serving with a purpose Yo’ bitch slurping, sloppy jerkin While you out here buying purses Nigga you worthless I’m ducking them serpents Trying be rich as a preacher Leave you leaking by them churches Nigga you weak I don’t fuck with you cause I don’t want to get turned it Just know, let a nigga try me Guarantee I murk em Young Rob [Verse 3 - A$AP Ant] Popped a xan I’m high as fuck Pulled up in a Tonka Truck Bet that bitch gunna fuck Bet that bitch gunna suck Niggas Goofy like Donald Duck All hustle, no luck When I pull up you know whats up Bow bow at your fitted hat Been broke I ain't going back Need a Porchse that’s all black & I got the gat to match Warren Sapp with the sack Little niggas for my pack Niggas lurkin’, stay strapped Drive-by’s in Cadillacs Aiming at ya face tats Need a feature? Cost a rack The Mafia I getchu wacked John Gotti I’m kamakazi In the river they find ya body Moss berg, brand new shotty Free Bobby and Rowdy
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