paroles de chanson Can It Be - Koncept Jack$on

Can′t fuck my bitch to no slow jam bro Rochambeaux wit damsels
We choke slam niggalits, both grams sit the on the mantle
Program, buck a 5th don't go damn vote for the man
Tan dose, slit her wrist rode transits all dismantled
Mold klans, bucket list, hold candles to the man
Fam nope, hit or miss folks panickin′ while I lamp
Pan slow for the visceral plan, shift ceramics
The Bands go wit my bitch, hold hands just for the laugh and troll
Kick rocks, atop a stolen city shitty watch, iffy pot to the 50 knot
Odor was fishy, mirar got tricky twat
Fix ya box, quickly the plot thicky, Mickeys drop at the mini mart
60 a pop split at the tock ticky
Feel the shock, sissies get popped silly really hittin' the milly rock
Villiain hotspot my top city, thots rock with me
Chillin, hot box her large titty flop, fart kitty
Kon wish wash to narcs, pawns iffy
Billies clocked, chily heartthrob, ma broad sadiddy bop
Cop frisbees talk prissy hit the park, dark kitties in me thoughts
Plenty large knots, to botch not divy will he stop
Clearly not dog, all gritty knots we depart jiffy
Walk sissies slip from the docks; cigars stocked
Shifty mobstar, brawl speciffy, ops, many coppers popped
It's not many confidants, if not any patna
Nifty con arts, off the hizzy, popped in his chakra