paroles de chanson 1942 - 2000Baby

I always hear these niggas talking
But don't never see em
Fuckin' bitches
Before I even know they name
Ion never meet em
I make hoes scream hallelujah
But fuck em like a demon
Let whoever go
If they choose to
Ion really need em
Bitch I'll walk right past you
In real life
And act like ion see ya
Why you acting boujee on the gram
You is not a diva
This bitch think she worth some
Christian Loubs
Bought her ass Adidas
This bitch want some 1942
She don't even drink tequila

Please don't get me started
With you niggas sitting on the bleachers
You ridin' wit a 40 and a Nina
But ain't using either
I ain't won yet
But niggas can't say I been losing either
In that mode
To where I'm just like fuck it
I ain't doing features
Niggas talkin' all that rah rah
But ain't got no gun
Like what
You finna put yo hands on me
Nigga good luck
He put it on his set
He was gon kill me
Blew his hood up
And I think his bitch wanna fuck
She got good stuff
She got that wet wet
Yeah nigga we can bet that
Bitch I know you got that stimulus
So where the check at
This ain't no Nike
They see my clothes
Like where you get that
He on the net net
He need to stop wit all that chitchat
Get some get back
At the niggas that just did that
Cause boy if that was me
I would've left him where he stand at
Like nigga where yo strap at
Where you going
Where yo bands at
I got em pissed off
I'm making motherfuckers mad mad

Cause I always hear these niggas talkin'
But don't never see em
Fuckin' bitches
Before I even know they name
Ion never meet em
I make hoes scream hallelujah
But fuck em like a demon
Let whoever go
If they choose to
Ion really need em
Bitch I'll walk right past you
In real life
And act like ion see ya
Why you acting boujee on the gram
You is not a diva
Bitch think she worth some
Christian Loubs
Bought her ass Adidas
This bitch want some 1942
But she don't drink tequila