paroles de chanson Sixty (Melo) - Baby Smoove
Ayy
Twenty-two
Bitch,
I
got
it
on
my
own,
ain't
nobody
do
for
me
I
might've
slowed
down
but
I
ain't
stopping
with
the
lean
Bitch,
you
irritating,
get
your
number
off
my
screen
Came
up
off
theft,
I
ain't
never
served
a
fiend
Niggas
making
petty
thousands,
tryna
up
it
like
it's
cheese
I
can't
gas
up
with
these
niggas,
that
ain't
doing
shit
for
me
And
I
mean
it
when
I
say
it,
ain't
no
nigga
fuckin'
with
me
Feel
like
Melo
in
his
prime,
I
might
give
a
nigga
sixty
At
the
set
off
cookie,
they
can
smell
me
in
the
city
Cost
a
bail
to
get
high,
you
can't
afford
my
addiction
My
mama
told
me
stay
up
out
them
streets,
I
ain't
listen
Turn
a
nigga
block
into
Iraq
in
one
minute
Hell
nah,
we
ain't
the
same,
I
put
pressure
on
these
niggas
Hell
nah,
this
ain't
a
game,
they'll
do
the
extra
'bout
a
nigga
Hell
yeah,
when
I'm
rich,
I'ma
act
a
little
different
Send
a
picture
of
you,
it's
a
week
before
you
missing
I
can't
fold
nor
break,
you
won't
mush
nor
taste
And
your
bitch
rap
my
song
tryna
make
her
lil'
face
You
better
keep
her
close
before
I
take
your
lil'
place
I
got
used
to
these
risks,
when
I
work
I
feel
safe
I
cannot
fuck
with
you
lazy
ass
niggas
I
will
never
love
these
trifling
ass
bitches
As
kids
we
was
taught
that
snitches
get
stitches
So
why
in
the
fuck
is
y'all
hanging
with
these
niggas?
You
niggas
just
around,
you
ain't
never
made
a
difference
I
ain't
really
with
that
broke
shit,
it's
a
sickness
I'm
really
in
my
Goyard,
nigga,
you
the
witness
If
you
can't
take
the
heat,
get
the
fuck
up
out
the
kitchen
Bitch,
I
got
it
on
my
own,
ain't
nobody
do
for
me
I
might've
slowed
down
but
I
ain't
stopping
with
the
lean
Bitch,
you
irritating,
get
your
number
off
my
screen
Came
up
off
theft,
I
ain't
never
served
a
fiend
Niggas
making
petty
thousands,
tryna
up
it
like
it's
cheese
I
can't
gas
up
with
these
niggas,
that
ain't
doing
shit
for
me
And
I
mean
it
when
I
say
it,
ain't
no
nigga
fuckin'
with
me
Feel
like
Melo
in
his
prime,
I
might
give
a
nigga
sixty
At
the
set
off
cookie,
they
can
smell
me
in
the
city
Cost
a
bail
to
get
high,
you
can't
afford
my
addiction
My
mama
told
me
stay
up
out
them
streets,
I
ain't
listen
Turn
a
nigga
block
into
Iraq
in
one
minute
Bidding
wars
with
these
labels
but
I'm
staying
independent
If
you
owe
a
nigga
cheese,
pay
it
off
or
it's
interest
Brodie
fell
asleep
off
the
juice,
he
a
victim
P
drop,
Triple
S,
shit,
I
might
grab
some
with
him
Where
the
Percocets?
Shit,
I
think
I
want
me
one
I
just
bought
a
eight
and
put
a
line
inside
my
cup
I
was
making
plays,
you
was
playing
with
a
slut
She
gon'
throw
it
at
me,
you
couldn't
eat
her
if
she
drunk
These
niggas
want
verses,
I
don't
really
give
a
fuck
Off
juice
last
night,
up
early
for
the
truck
I
might
buy
a
'Vette
and
go
pick
two
bitches
up
If
you
think
you
fucking
with
me
then
you
smoking
51s
Bitch,
I
got
it
on
my
own,
ain't
nobody
do
for
me
I
might've
slowed
down
but
I
ain't
stopping
with
the
lean
Bitch,
you
irritating,
get
your
number
off
my
screen
Came
up
off
theft,
I
ain't
never
served
a—
Niggas
making
petty
thousands,
tryna
up
it
like
it's
cheese
I
can't
gas
up
wit'
you,
that
ain't
doing
shit
for
me
And
I
mean
it
when
I—,
ain't
no
nigga
fuckin'
with
me
Feel
like,
in
his—,
I
might
give
a
nigga
sixty
At
the
set—,
cookie,
they
can
smell
me
in
the
city
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1 Blicky
2 Absurd
3 Sixty (Melo)
4 I'm 22
5 Plastic
6 Mr.Perfect
7 Exotic Talk
8 Bad Habits
9 Too Much
10 Get to Work
11 Bape
12 In Too Deep
13 Ignite Me
14 Wockstar
15 Free Game
16 Groupies
17 Can I Vent?
18 Outro
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