paroles de chanson 2 Step - Ciscaux , Shady Moon

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hol' up
(Yeah, yeah)

Lil' baby, let me ask what your used to
Got a couple things I could introduce you to
I could show you a different type of lifestyle
Make it worthwhile, lot of kids biting my style
But it's all okay, I don't trip
There's magic in this bottle, baby, come take a sip
Said there's magic in this blunt, baby, come take a hit
Said, I could show you how to fucking

Two-step with a .22 in your waistband
I just make money, baby, I don't really make friends
Blunt by my bedframe for when the day ends
Big bands in my left pocket where your right hand is

We could get into some' if you want to
You could rock with me if you want to
But decide fast what you really, really want
'Cause lately the kid's been really, really hot
(Fuck you, Shady)
(Yeah, yeah)

Rock with me, bitch, I ain't no Mike Jack
Your ex on your line, tell him, "Don't call back"
You my one and only, I could take you off the map
Start a new life with me and don't look back

'Cause, respectfully, you my bitch
We don't got to prove, we up, gon' pass six
Girl, we up on the score, they don't got to know we rich
But I bet they know now from the thousand-dollar fits

'Cause I'm on ten, upping up my bank count
Went from used whips to the double-R tang
Ask me how I'm up, girl, I been in the paint
Don't compare to your last girl I'm some' that he ain't

Bitch, I'm done with it
I'm in love with the guap
But I could give you time you, see what you on about
Don't need racks, to designer stores now
I don't remember when the last time
I checked my motherfucking bank account? Oh, wow

Lil' baby, let me ask what your used to
Got a couple things I could introduce you to
I could show you a different type of lifestyle
Make it worthwhile, lot of kids biting my style
But it's all okay, I don't trip
There's magic in this bottle, baby, come take a sip
Said there's magic in this blunt, baby, come take a hit
Said I could show you how to fucking

Two-step with a .22 in your waistband
I just make money, baby, I don't really make friends
Blunt by my bedframe for when the day ends
Big bands in my left pocket where your right hand is

We could get into some' if you want to
You could rock with me if you want to
But decide fast what you really, really want
'Cause lately the kid's been really, really hot

I been waiting for the right time
To put it back- for- a-all of my life
I-I been waiting for the right time
To put it back- for- a-all of my life
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)