BetSheWillz - What You Want paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson What You Want - BetSheWillz



I stack it up, my pockets get bigger
I'm with gang, I can't hang with no bitch nigga
These niggas, capping, acting
They ain't making it happen
I'm in the trap flipping packs like gymnastics
Hop on the track and then I make a classic
I gotta bag and it came with a bad bitch
I won't pull up unless I get the back end
And my jay like a wand, what we smoking is magic
No I'm not good with conversation, I let my hands do the talking
I smell like a pound when I walk in
Gone off a xan, swear my mind, I done lost it
And I stop doing them I started doing them percocets
Stop doing more and I started to give her less
Young nigga been the best, I ain't gon never stress
And her body look good in that silhouette
Double cup with the lean drop a pill in that
Smoking trees like we burning down villages
Gave her a Percocet ask if she feeling it
Hand on her thighs and I know that she getting wet
(Baby say what you want...)
Rick Owen my pants but I still want some vetements
Sending out packs just as quick as we get em in
Bitch I been getting money these niggas ain't get it yet
You got what I want
How much for your soul baby ahhhh
You got what I want
How much for your soul baby ahhh
(I got what you want)
She wan fuck a rich nigga
She wanna come fuck a rich nigga
(I got what you want)
She wan come fuck a rich nigga
Said that She wanna come fuck a rich nigga
I got what you want
I don't want conversations
I'm all about payments
So baby Naked for me
Let's get a little X-rated
While I'm throwing paper she faded
She just popped E
And I stop doing them I started doing them percocets
Stop doing more and I started to give her less
Im getting money I know that she feeling that
We keep it lit let it burn like a cigarette
Niggas get to selling you dreams, and telling you things
Never could be, can never be queen
I'm sipping medicine, lean
I meddle with drinks
Niggas tryna remedy beef the enemy bring
Money wont solve all your problems, but girl you can try
Said her old nigga broke it ain't hard to decide
Drop the top on roof, get a view of the sky
You got what I want
You got what I need
You got what I want
How much for your soul baby ahhh
(I got what you want)
She wan fuck a rich nigga
She wanna come fuck a rich nigga
(I got what you want)
She wan come fuck a rich nigga
Said that She wanna come fuck a rich nigga
I got what you want (ahhhhh)



Writer(s): Willz Doe


BetSheWillz - Off the Leash
Album Off the Leash
date de sortie
04-06-2019




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