Young Dro - Djuan and Spodee - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

Djuan and Spodee

Young Dro

High Times

15.10.2013

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Tekst piosenki
(Chorus) [Spodee] Me and Djuan do so much 96 Master P it's No Limit with us Kick so much flavor we got haters sour you think its lemon with us [Dro] I hit'em with guns and take all the broads and tell'em come turn up with us I'm rockin' that foreign, you just deformed YSL all up on us [Spodee] I'm following the Bentley I'm probably killin' it, all of them villains with us [Dro] The Mob in the building, we robbing and stealing, you should be dealing with us [Spodee] From the opposite of these novelist disrespect us that's the minute I bust [Dro] I'm taking the cola, baking the soda how you go TU on us? (Verse 1: Young Dro) I'm taking the top off the Benz I'm finna rocc 'em again (rocc em, rocc em) Break'em and rack'em and stack'em again Look how I got up again My swisher, my swisher, my swisher I'm finna FYE up again My pistol, my pistol, my pistol I'm finna pop it again My gator from China My coogi Australia My lady from China Overseas ballin All up in Germany Where is my lighter??? I'm cool as a cat with the whiskers I'am back in the fiscal Me and a model her name is Melissa I am on Molly I kissed her Smooth as a fiend in a Phantom Looking like Tony Montana DRO and Young Spodee the man in Atlanta Keeping my hands bananas All of my bitches get Birkin They don't know which one I'm working Rocking that GU GU Rocking that LU LU This for then hoes who be twerking!!! (Chorus) (Spodee verse) Last night I caught ah ho on DOA who hadda doll face No hesitation tolda let me fuck the frog way She laugh!! Complimenting my broad taste 10 hrs later had that ho on blvd place I be clean!!! I dress up the sharp way How bout blue Mason Mars jello with the odd lace Custom made leather jerseys for the block sake I shoot'em broad day they murder in my neighborhood all day They know it's a G!! That's how they know when it's me!! My Chevrolet over the trees! In my motors a beast!! Nigga My flow is elite! I'm lyrically colder than to freeze!! In I'm holding the heat!! Last nigga that was holding on me! He was floating at sea! Now the bitch nigga over deceased! Screening the codeine Eatin' rollin' on 3 Na I'm smoking my dope for relief (Chorus) (Young Dro & spodee verse) I am a BEAST Lions all over my chest Fendi all over my beat You'll get deceased You'll be decapetated on the aisles of Davis Them lames can't TU on me I pay like a pimp is suppose My disposition is cold Playing on niggas & hoes With figures I can't count wit my fingers & toes Wrists are froze! AK & tommy gun strap to my arms Nitro glistening bombs Favorite position Back'em pick'em shawty throw'em Lyrical shawty go dumb I come from the slum Grew up in the hall like arsenio Had so much fun as a criminal Now I'm just lyrical Molly, lean, & midis-sable Importing parts of my rituals Hoes are flexable Rollies oysters Perpetual Really I'm cold as a Eskimo Ballin I'm ballin I'm ballin They fouling me technical Beam on your head like a decimal Ho keep on callin in callin She callin in-ethical She do not fit in my schedule I'm a professional Spodee campaign is congressional Yo baby daddy ah vegetable And I eat BEEF!! (Chorus)
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