paroles de chanson Jackie Brown (ChopNotSlop Remix) - OG Ron C , DJ Candlestick , Brent Faiyaz

Only been a few hours, but it felt like days
Only been days, but it feel like months
I been gone for a year, only wrote like once
Life moves fast when you do what you want
I guess I'm doing what I want
Hope you doing what you want? (What else?)
But what you want? (I don't know)

My new bitch look like Halle Berry
But she don't love me, she too-
My new bitch look like Halle Berry
But she don't love me, she too-
My new bitch look like Halle Berry
But she don't love me, she too scary
My old bitch fine like Jackiе Brown
I don't wanna love her, she too down

Will you bе my leadin' lady?
I want a contract, girl no maybe
In the meantime (I guess I'm doin' what I want)
Get some me-time (hope you doin' what you want)

Maybe I don't love myself, I don't know
Leave me here, I'll fuck myself
She be, she be in the mirror, I duck myself
Don't need much so fuck my wealth

Only been a few hours, but it felt like days
Only been days, but it feel like months
I been gone for a year, only wrote like once
Life moves fast when you do what you want
I guess I'm doin' what I want (you don't gotta front when life's a water front)
Hope you doin' what you want? (What else?)
But what you want?
I don't know, you could play it loud?

Crib by the beach like Ordell
No Beaumont, my killers don't tell
Chateau Marmont grabbed the louis off the shelf
Now my bitch addicted to Chanel
Will you, will you be my leading lady?
I want a contract, girl no maybe
In the meantime (I guess I'm doing what I want)

Get some me time (I don't know)
(Hope you doing what you want)
My new bitch look like Halle Berry
But she don't love me, she too scary
My old bitch fine like Jackie Brown

Tried to tell you, my G
But you keep on pullin' up with that wack shit
She ain't fuckin' with that shit
You ain't showin' ya G side, my G
You hear me? Shit

What?, it's chopped up and not slopped up
Anything else? Shit, get rid of that shit, my G
Throw that shit out, and then I want you to
Drop the roof and let the smoke clear
Jammin' that wack shit is like smokin' reggie, you feel me?

Drop, drop, drop the roof and let the smoke clear
Drop, drop, drop the, drop the roof and let the smoke clear
Drop, drop, drop the roof and let the smoke clear
Chop stars
Drop, drop, drop the roof and let the smoke clear

I got diamonds, doin' toosie slides in both ears (ooh, ooh)
Dice rollin' on the Las Vegas strip tonight
Slip that on, and we might miss the fight (ooh, ooh)
Fuck a knot, I keep the guala in my shorty bag (ooh, ooh)
You know she one of mine, when she tattoo that ass
I'm a lover boy, she love the toys (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Keep it comin', you a rider
This that, "Roll myself a J and count my figure" shit
This that, "Roll myself a J and count my figure" shit
This that, "Roll myself a J and count my figure" shit
This that, "Roll myself a J and count my figure" shit
This that, "Roll myself a J and count my figure" shit

This that, "Roll myself a J and count my figure" shit
This that, "Roll myself a J and count my figure" shit
This that, "Roll myself a J and count my figure" shit