paroles de chanson Lime Green - BIGBABYGUCCI

Pour gas on 'em, Klimax
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I'm in the club with the scammers, I be with the robbers and killers and hangers
She wanna fuck me, I pay for the titties and buy the girl, "What are you drinking?"
Why is you playing? You don't wanna win
Regular day, I came with a ten
You will got shot, why you hangin' with them?
Dirty Draco, yeah, we payin' with them
News, uh
Pull up with the "Fah-fahs", put him on Fox 5, ooh
Huh, niggas been studyin', watching all my moves (Moves, moves)
I'm in line, my niggas ain't got these shoes
She want designer, she want the finer things
Baby, I need your heart and what it brings
I know if I don't got you I got lean
I'm different so, yeah, you should listen
In this group, we get too damn explicit
And my 'Wood burnin' slow like a Philly
I just land in the six like I'm Drizzy
I'm in 'Ronto, I'm drippin' like KILLY
Spent a twenty, I don't got a stimmy
What's your answer? You don't gotta hear me
I be talkin' but you never hear me
Smokin' bags, this Gelato kidney
It ain't fair the way I be gettin' it
Why my cup be so dark like my pigment? (Pigment, pigment, pigment)

I'm in the club with the scammers, I be with the robbers and killers and hangers
She wanna fuck me, I pay for the titties and buy the girl, "What are you drinking?"
Why is you playing? You don't wanna win
Regular day, I came with a ten
You will got shot, why you hangin' with them?
Dirty Draco, yeah, we payin' with them
News, uh
Pull up with the "Fah-fahs", put him on Fox 5, ooh
Huh, niggas been studyin', watching all my moves (Moves, moves)
I'm in line, my niggas ain't got these shoes
She want designer, she want the finer things
Baby, I need your heart and what it brings
I know if I don't got you I got lean
I'm different so, yeah, you should listen
In this group, we get too damn explicit
And my 'Wood burnin' slow like a Philly
I just land in the six like I'm Drizzy
I'm in 'Ronto, I'm drippin' like KILLY
Spent a twenty, I don't got a stimmy
What's your answer? You don't gotta hear me
I be talkin' but you never hear me
Smokin' bags, this Gelato kidney
It ain't fair the way I be gettin' it
Why my cup be so dark like my pigment? (Pigment, pigment, pigment)