Blac Youngsta feat. Travis Scott - Heavy Camp - traduction des paroles en anglais

Paroles et traduction Blac Youngsta feat. Travis Scott - Heavy Camp




Heavy Camp
Heavy Camp
Ah-ah, ah
Ah-ah, ah
Yeah
Yeah
Ah-ah
Ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah
Yeah, woah, drop a six, make me trip (it's lit)
Yeah, woah, drop a molly, make me trip (it's lit)
Woah, for my dawg, hit a lick (straight up)
Woah, for my dawg, pull a heist (straight up)
Woah, Heavy Camp with the clique (alright)
Woah, Heavy Camp with the crew (alright)
Woah
Woah
Uh, uh, uh, Juvenile off the mix (yah)
Uh, uh, uh, sippin' lean, feelin' groovy (yah)
Ayy, break it down, make it dip (yeah-eah)
Ayy, break it down, make it dip low (yeah-eah)
Ayy, off top, off the rip (yeah-eah)
Ayy, right off the bat, no hesitation (yeah-eah)
Ayy (ooh)
Ayy (ooh)
I won't forget how they shitted on me (ooh)
I won't forget how they doubted me (ooh)
How they quitted on me (ayy, ah-ah, ooh)
How they gave up on me (ayy, ah-ah, ooh)
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh
All these hundreds on me
All these hundreds on me
I be runnin' to that money, nothin' but gunnas 'round me
I chase that money, nothin' but shooters 'round me
I be runnin' with them gunnas (straight up, it's lit)
I roll with them shooters (straight up, it's lit)
Fuck it up, bitch called my phone trippin', I hung up
Mess it up, girl called my phone trippin', I hung up
I'ma fight this bitch if he run up
I'ma fight this dude if he steps up
Everybody 'round me gettin' some money
Everybody 'round me gettin' rich
I'll slide out for my dawgs, and I'm sellin' dope 'til the Sun up
I'll ride for my homies, and I'm slingin' dope 'til the sunrise
And I'm glad I found you
And I'm glad I found you
I'm glad I found you
I'm glad I found you
I'm glad I found you
I'm glad I found you
Glad I found you
Glad I found you
Glad I found you
Glad I found you
Glad I found you
Glad I found you
Yeah (ayy), drop a six, make me trip (it's lit)
Yeah (ayy), drop a molly, make me trip (it's lit)
Woah, for my dawg, hit a lick (straight up)
Woah, for my dawg, pull a heist (straight up)
Woah, Heavy Camp with the clique (alright)
Woah, Heavy Camp with the crew (alright)
Woah
Woah
Uh, uh, uh, Juvenile off the mix (yah)
Uh, uh, uh, sippin' lean, feelin' groovy (yah)
Ayy, break it down, make it dip (yeah-eah)
Ayy, break it down, make it dip low (yeah-eah)
Ayy, off top, off the rip (yeah-eah)
Ayy, right off the bat, no hesitation (yeah-eah)
Ayy (ooh)
Ayy (ooh)
Wrist, Patek, [?] on the set
Wrist blingin', Patek, [?] on set
I eat, you eat, told my nigga we gon' eat
I eat, you eat, told my bro we gon' eat
I ain't gotta stand in front of grandma's house
I ain't gotta stand in front of grandma's house
And sell dope 'cross the street no more
And sell dope 'cross the street no more
Shout out everybody who ever hated on me
Shout out everybody who ever hated on me
Or turned their back on me before
Or turned their back on me before
Fire shots, I'ma fire back (uh)
Fire shots, I'ma fire back (uh)
Lie to me, I'ma lie back (uh)
Lie to me, I'ma lie back (uh)
Two wrongs don't make a right
Two wrongs don't make a right
I don't give a fuck about that
I don't give a fuck about that
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
They mad 'cause I'm rich (uh, uh)
They mad 'cause I'm rich (uh, uh)
I might go and fuck my hater's bitch
I might go and fuck my hater's girl
Whole lot of ice on my wrist (yeah)
Whole lot of ice on my wrist (yeah)
For my dawg, I'll hit a lick
For my dawg, I'll pull a heist
And I'm glad I found you
And I'm glad I found you
I'm glad I found you
I'm glad I found you
I'm glad I found you
I'm glad I found you
Glad I found you
Glad I found you
Glad I found you
Glad I found you
Glad I found you
Glad I found you
Yeah (ayy), drop a six, make me trip (it's lit)
Yeah (ayy), drop a molly, make me trip (it's lit)
Woah, for my dawg, hit a lick (straight up)
Woah, for my dawg, pull a heist (straight up)
Woah, Heavy Camp with the clique (alright)
Woah, Heavy Camp with the crew (alright)
Woah
Woah
Uh, uh, uh, Juvenile off the mix (yah)
Uh, uh, uh, sippin' lean, feelin' groovy (yah)
Ayy, break it down, make it dip (yeah-eah)
Ayy, break it down, make it dip low (yeah-eah)
Ayy, off top, off the rip (yeah-eah)
Ayy, right off the bat, no hesitation (yeah-eah)
Ayy
Ayy
Ah-ah, ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ooh
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ooh
I won't forget how they shitted on me (straight up)
I won't forget how they doubted me (straight up)
How they quitted on me (straight up)
How they gave up on me (straight up)
Ah, ooh
Ah, ooh





Writer(s): BROCK F. KORSAN, JACQUES WEBSTER, RONALD LATOUR, SAMMIE BENSON

Blac Youngsta feat. Travis Scott - 223
Album
223
date de sortie
23-02-2018



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