paroles de chanson SHHHH - Asian Da Brat

B-B-Bankroll got it
Shh, you don't want no smoke (Shh)
Chop a n*gga toe, play eeny, meeny, miny, moe (Grrah)
Playing with the band, 100K in my roll (Band)
He was thirsty, he was lurking, so I set his ass up (What?)
I'ma focus on the money, 'cause I like the way it's thumbin'
My ass so fat that a n*gga keep coming
Big brand on my bag, that's a hundred on the tag
Iced out VV, make a broke n*gga gag
I'ma rock that sh*t, I'ma rock that sh*t
I'ma rock that sh*t, I'ma rock that sh*t
I'ma rock that b*tch, I'ma rock that b*tch
I'ma rock that b*tch, I'ma rock that b*tch

Shh (Shh), he crazy (Uh)
Kiss him on the mouth, now the n*gga want a baby (Uh)
Young ass b*tch, so the n*gga had to pay me (Uh)
Rockstar lifestyle, do this sh*t up on the daily
Huh, hah, he food (b*tch)
You ain't got a man, I don't even see you (What?)
Servin' bales, riding 'round in the droptop coupe
Lil' p*ssy ass thot, she was f*cking on the crew (Thotty)
Like a bald little ho, get shut up
Straight to your drumline, n*gga, get clapped up (Grrah)
I'ma a bad ass b*tch, I don't know what to tell her
Inside cream paint, white like vanilla
My b*tch so bad, mean, no Cinderella
That n*gga a catfish, he is a no-go
I popped like eight beans, man, I'm so hard like KD
Ayy, I'm high as f*ck, I'm zooted
I don't really got no point to prove
Play that game, you bound to lose
Test me, lil' b*tch, I lose my cool
Test me, lil' b*tch, I up that tool (Ayy)
I ain't even do the work, man, f*ck that school
F*ck that sh*t, b*tch, wait
F*ck that sh*t, b*tch
Nah, for real, f*ck that sh*t

I'ma rock that sh*t, I'ma rock that sh*t
I'ma rock that sh*t, I'ma rock that sh*t
I'ma rock that b*tch, I'ma rock that b*tch
I'ma rock that b*tch, I'ma rock that b*tch

Shh, lil' p*ssy (Be quiet)
Ho, you wish, you can't f*ck with me (Uh, uh)
Beat a broke ho 'til the b*tch get dizzy (Thotty)
Right cheek, left cheek, my pus*y millies
I'm a gangster ass b*tch, so I need a hood n*gga (Uh, uh)
And I make a lot of money, so a b*tch be chilling
And I don't give a f*ck, ayy, lil' bro, kill 'em (b*tch)
When an opp die, ayy, that's the best f*cking feeling (On gang)
You ain't really like that
Do a lil' ho' dirty, she ain't fight back (She ain't fight back, ayy)
They be hitting my phone, I don't type back
You ain't even her b*tch, ayy, you type fast (What?)
I be taking them drugs, heard they hit fast (Uh, uh)
Big ass chopper, made a lil' n*gga get back (Grrah)
Wanted beef in the street, so you know I'm gon' eat that
On sight, pop out, where you at, lil' b*tch? f*ck the chit-chat