paroles de chanson Proud Of Me (feat. FCG Heem) - Dee Watkins , FCG Heem
We
ain't
doin'
too
much
(nobody
ain't
want
no
static)
He
gotta
be
a
star
(gotta
be
a
star,
yeah)
Ayy,
he
gotta
be
a
star
(oh,
he
gotta
be
a
star,
yeah)
He
gotta
be
a
star
(got
to)
Uh
Ayy,
I
made
it
out
the
hood
I
hope
you
proud
of
me
(I
hope
you
proud
of
me)
Baby,
when
you
suck
the
dick,
do
it
properly
(just
do
it
properly)
Ayy,
I'm
headed
to
the
top
It
ain't
no
stoppin'
me
(it
ain't
no
stoppin'
me)
Ayy,
he
gotta
be
a
star,
I
swear
he
gotta
be
Mama,
look,
I'm
finally
on
TV
Long
way
from
poverty
(finally
on
TV,
long
way
from
poverty)
Know
my
brother
got
my
back
Them
boys
gon'
slide
for
me
(they
slide
for
me)
How
the
fuck
I
blow
through
thirty
thousand?
I
got
that
shit
on
me
(I
got
that
shit
on
me)
Ridin'
through
the
city,
glizzy'd
up
They
can't
get
rid
of
me
(glizzy'd
up,
they
can't
get
rid
of
me)
Smokin'
on
that
gas
like
a
Mack
truck
(Mack
truck)
I
know
you
a
fan
but,
nigga,
back
up
(back
up)
Made
it
from
the
bottom,
got
my
racks
up
(got
my
racks
up)
I
ain't
beefin'
'bout
no
bitch
if
I
done
had
her
I
done
had
her,
ayy,
I
need
a
new
bitch
They
was
watchin'
me,
I
went
and
got
a
new
wheel
Uh,
took
my
Rollie,
bussed
it
down,
I
got
a
new
wrist
Uh,
don't
lose
you
life
for
all
that
flexin'
on
that
cool
shit
Uh,
wait
your
turn,
nigga,
it
ain't
your
turn
(turn)
Just
like
my
diamonds,
I
just
wanna
shine
(just
wanna
shine)
Got
them
racks
but
I
go
hard
like
I
Ain't
got
a
dime
(ain't
got
a
dime)
And
I'm
gon'
put
one
in
your
top
you
think
'bout
takin'
mine
Twenty-five
shots
out
that
FN,
they
might
take
your
mind
Told
lil'
bruh
"You
signed
up
for
this
shit,
you
better
not
drop
a
dime"
And
I
know
them
niggas
want
my
spot
Better
fall
in
line
(fall
in
line)
They
won't
need
no
Perky
when
it's
murder
time
(when
it's
murder
time)
Choppers
up
Them
young
niggas
killin'
for
no
reason
(they
killing
for
no
reason)
Militant,
my
woadie
Now
we
spinnin'
for
no
reason
(spinnin'
for
no
reason)
It's
a
mag'
to
the
game,
I'm
never
leavin'
(swear,
I'm
never
leavin')
I
swear
I'm
grindin'
hard
so
we
can
Ball
every
season
(ball
every
season)
Ball
on
these
niggas
just
like
Tiffany
(haddish)
Fuck
her
off
a
Perc,
it
give
me
energy
(ain't
want
no
static)
Ayy,
you
must
be
paralyzed
if
you
ain't
feelin'
me
(if
you
ain't
feelin'
me)
I
said
I
like
you,
baby
girl
I
ain't
mean
it
literally
(no,
I
ain't
mean
that
literally)
Diamonds
rose
gold,
Rose
Bowl,
Jerry
Jeudy
Shawty
way
in
Houston,
fell
in
love
with
her
booty
All
these
fuckin'
clips
in
the
Suburban,
shoot
a
movie
Know
them
niggas
ain't
wanna
see
me
win,
look
how
they
do
me
Ayy,
look
how
they
do
me
(how
they
do
me)
Uh,
I
be
kickin'
shit
just
like
Bruce
Lee
(ayy,
just
like
Bruce
Lee)
She
say
she
love
me
She
don't
never
wanna
lose
me
(she
don't
wanna
lose
me)
I
just
might
put
one
in
your
cap
if
you
get
moody
(ayy,
ayy,
ayy)
Ayy,
I
made
it
out
the
hood,
I
hope
you
proud
of
me
(proud
of
me)
Baby,
when
you
suck
the
dick,
do
it
properly
(ayy,
do
it
properly)
Ayy,
I'm
headed
to
the
top,
it
ain't
no
stoppin'
me
Ayy,
he
gotta
be
a
star,
I
swear
he
gotta
be
Mama,
look,
I'm
finally
on
TV
Long
way
from
poverty
(finally
on
TV,
long
way
from
poverty)
Know
my
brother
got
my
back
Them
boys
gon'
slide
for
me
(they
slide
for
me)
How
the
fuck
I
blow
through
thirty
thousand?
I
got
that
shit
on
me
(I
got
that
shit
on
me)
Ridin'
through
the
city
glizzy'd
up
They
can't
get
rid
of
me
(they
can't
get
rid
of
me)
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