paroles de chanson Dunya (feat. LukeyWorld) - GoldLink

Packs that I sold (Yeah)
And I got it for the low (Yeah)
Whip, when I whip on the stove (Woah)
Whip, then I let that go (Yeah)
Man, I′m used to them bowls
'Round here, anything goes (Yeah)
Done did ′em and throws (Woah)
Know it's Link and my niggas and Moe's
Yeah, yeah, packs that I sold, yeah, uh
Got it for the low, yeah
I whip, then I whip on the stove, yeah
Whip, then I let that go, yeah
Man, I′m used to the bowls
′Round here, anything goes, yeah
Done did 'em and throws
Know it′s Luke and my niggas and Moe's

Right for the bro, go, uh, put it in a chokehold, uh
Met a lil′ crazy bitch, uh, crazy what I like, though
3-D print truck, yeah, 3-D Benz truck, yeah
When I really wanna rap-rap, I'ma really run ′em up, uh
Take the whole rap ting, take da whole wap ching
I put the rap game on the ropes and really make my ting, huh
I'm a lil' willy, big stunt, all I need a black girl, big butt
I could give a fuck or two fucks, what? What?

Packs that I sold (Yeah)
And I got it for the low (Yeah)
Whip, when I whip on the stove (Woah)
Whip, then I let that go (Yeah)
Man, I′m used to them bowls
′Round here, anything goes (Yeah)
Done did 'em and throws (Woah)
Know it′s Link and my niggas and Moe's
Yeah, yeah, packs that I sold, yeah, uh
Got it for the low, yeah
I whip, then I whip on the stove, yeah
Whip, then I let that go, yeah
Man, I′m used to the bowls
'Round here, anything goes, yeah
Done did ′em and throws
Know it's Luke and my niggas and Moe's

I′m too big for the rap shit, really
Had no take but the pop too silly
But one take and the world start geekin′
Still in the hood ridin' ′round with the demons
Me and Big Ray, we was out in palace
I was nineteen and I lost my balance
I was still askin', "Like, who these niggas?"
Rap game easy, still no challenge
Dunya lit, I think the blue group crazy
Streets left on, nigga, beat that payment
Few of them boys woulda beat them cases
I was like, "Haha," then I had a baby
Then I got bigger and the bag got long
Like long, like me, ballplayers on the small play
I was like, "Let′s go," we was in beast mode
God really chose us, niggas so special
Rick Owens skate shoes, mixed wit da real Walt
Real rap, real talk, meet Bill, I walk
I float on beats, I don't need no gas-up
This my belt for whoopings
Might just cop you a cushion
Invite my girl to the Dunya
D.D might use some bonsom
That bitch crazy, like, uh

Packs that I sold (Yeah)
And I got it for the low (Yeah)
Whip, when I whip on the stove (Woah)
Whip, then I let that go (Yeah)
Man, I′m used to them bowls
'Round here, anything goes (Yeah)
Done did 'em and throws (Woah)
Know it′s Link and my niggas and Moe′s
Yeah, yeah, packs that I sold, yeah, uh
Got it for the low, yeah
I whip, then I whip on the stove, yeah
Whip, then I let that go, yeah
Man, I'm used to the bowls
′Round here, anything goes, yeah
Done did 'em and throws
Know it′s Luke and my niggas and Moe's