paroles de chanson JAPAN - Banatipapi

Aye shout out pat for this one

This joint crazy

Yeah
Give her the boot like a Timberland
Uh aye get the fuck out
What are you saying, don't understand
Yeah uh get the fuck out my house

Hold up a second, don't forget your blouse
Fuck was you thinking I am not your spouse
You are too clingy I don't even get it
I didn't even hit it, I just got the mouth

Uh damn I feel like I'm the man
I stuck to the game plan
Now I be rolling up 10 grams
Bitch I'm cooler then a damn fan
Count the money with my right hand
Shake your hand with my left hand
All this drip came from Japan

Uh yeah uh aye
Bitch
You know how I walk lit
You know how I talk lit
Just look at my outfit
Faucet failure that's a big drip
Slump god I just faced a zip
Music blasting going down the strip
150 when I'm in the whip
Skrrt, Skrrt, Skrrt

Don't fuck with no perc
Got this out the dirt
I stay on alert
Hit a nigga where it hurt
They tried to stop me I had to insert
All of my talents I put 'em to work
I make the pussy go squirt squirt
She ate me up for dessert yeah

Is this what you want
Is this what you need
It's not important
You're consumed with greed
It's time to lead
Rise up on haters you see
How you flexing on me
Nigga you can't even read

I got what you want
I got what you need
I hop in the car
Nigga it's need for speed
It's time to lead
Rise up on haters you see
How you flexing on me
Nigga you can't even read

Uh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah I got the drip
Uh yeah yeah yeah yeah don't make flex in this bitch
Pockets inflating they big as a blimp
Bitches be lame they fucking on simps
I feel like sauce walka oouu weee ima pimp
You talking that shit hit you in upper lip
Then smack you like Will Smith did Chris Rock and shit
I stay with it on me
I'm always equipped

I do not make regular music
Had to go out and go do it
I am the master influence
I do this shit with assurance

I'm high like gas prices
I'm spitting hot shit call it spices
I'm trapping off different devices
Everything I got from sacrifices yeah

Is this what you want
Is this what you need
It's not important
You're consumed with greed
It's time to lead
Rise up on haters you see
How you flexing on me
Nigga you can't even read

I got what you want
I got what you need
I hop in the car
Nigga it's need for speed
It's time to lead
Rise up on haters you see
How you flexing on me
Nigga you can't even read

Uh damn I feel like I'm the man
I stuck to the game plan
Now I be rolling up 10 grams
Bitch I'm cooler then a damn fan
Count the money with my right hand
Shake your hand with my left hand
All this drip came from Japan

Uh yeah uh aye
Bitch
You know how I walk lit
You know how I talk lit
Just look at my outfit
Faucet failure that's a big drip
Slump god I just faced a zip
Music blasting going down the strip
150 when I'm in the whip
Skrrt, Skrrt, Skrrt