paroles de chanson WHERE U AT - Fimiguerrero

Yeah
Yeah
Ha!
Phew!

I'm on one man
I'm tired, I'm tired
I ain't fun no more

I can fuck it up
Tell me what you're really on (Dickhead)
The ring of sirens is my favourite song (Laaa)
I'ma bang it at his chest like he's King Kong (Bah)
Ching Chong, the Sami's saying Ching Chong

(Dickhead)
Where you at?
I don't give a fuck where you at (Where you at cunt)
The fumes of the dog got you tapped (Got you fucking tapped)
Talking all that wass, Where you at?

Look back, Who's there
Who knows, Don't care
I came high as fuck
With a bat, Eyes red
He's there, Go get him
Tried to run, Now he's dead
Oh shit, There's the feds
On a ped and I feed

Yeah I came through and I tagged him
I do this on a regs' lil nigga I ain't bragging
The look on his eyes when we had him
He would've survived if he brought padding (LOL)
Was running he lost his balance
Him and his guys, I love me a challenge (LOL)
We see him, We get him, We nab him
The steel was polished, We drill in slavic

Get man down in style
We beat man down in Italic
Bisshead, you was just begging for smoke
Now you wish you never had it
Dickhead, I do this like i'm on coke
Nail man down with the mallet
David Blane I make man vanish
Alyx on yeah I do this shit lavish

I can fuck it up
Tell me what you're really on (Dickhead)
The ring of sirens is my favourite song (Laaa)
I'ma bang it at his chest like he's King Kong (Bah)
Ching Chong, the Sami's saying Ching Chong

(Dickhead)
Where you at?
I don't give a fuck where you at (Where you at cunt)
The fumes of the dog got you tapped (Got you fucking tapped)
Talking all that wass, Where you at?