paroles de chanson Q-Pid - 2Rare

Oh, uh, aw yeah (yeah, yeah)
Oh, come on (yeah, yeah)
Aw, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Oh, aw, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Uh, come on, aw, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Uh-huh, uh, uh (yeah, yeah, ayy, Smallz, is that you?)
I'm not the nigga you wanted
Ohh, I'm just being honest

Keep it a buck like Giannis
She treat me like a goddess
Tryna put it in you're gu-u-ut
Bitch, I'm really tryna fu-u-uck
They'll kill 'em if they running up
Like a DJ, need diamonds with my kutz
Oh-oh, oh, oh, oh
Dick from the back all in her spine

Oh-oh, oh, oh, oh
You ain't seeing no money, what the fuck, is you blind?
Ain't Patrick Mahomes, she chiefing
I ain't Abraham, when is we linking?
We hit his hoe, Sharkiesha
Put a bag on his head if he thinking about touching me
I got the Glock, back-back you up up off of me
She wanna fuck get off of me, sike, no

Come, come on, on me, uh, you horny, see?
All in your throat, come gargle me (smurk)
If I'm lying, I'm flying, I ain't got no wings (yeah, yeah)

And I'm not departing
Bitch, I can call it
Split y'all both like a nice apartment
I ain't clocking out 'cause my Glock be working
No, not a nine to five
We swinging women like Barry Bonds
I like booty calls, I'm not Jamie Foxx
Fuck computer love, I'm not Best Buy

Like, move bitch, get out the way
Alphabet guns, G-locks and them Ks
Like, move bitch, we don't not play
With clippers, I'm telling you, we catching fades
Oh, no, no, we don't fight
This shit'll go left, better move right
She wanna see me, it's on sight
Tell her, 'We fucking all night'

Oh-oh, oh, oh, oh
Dick from the back all in her spine
Oh-oh, oh, oh, oh
You ain't seeing no money, what the fuck, is you

Ain't Patrick Mahomes, she chiefing
I ain't Abraham, when is we linking?
We hit his hoe, Sharkiesha
Put a bag on his head if he thinking about touching me
I got the Glock, back-back you up up off of me
She wanna fuck get off of me, sike, no
Come, come on, on me, uh, you horny, see?
All in your throat, come gargle me
If I'm lying, I'm flying, I ain't got no wings