paroles de chanson Blu-Ray - Lil 2z

Aye you better stay on yo ten, and stay on yo toes cause some of these snakes don't rattle
I'm finna go buy some more land, but I hate uncle Sam, so I'm finna get horses and caddles
I feel like the three hundred spartan, nigga no matter what nigga I'm always ready to battle
It's like I got thrown in that water, I ain't know how to swim, and I didn't have a boat or a paddle

Yo daddy a hoe, and yo mama a hoe, so yea lil nigga you a son of a bitch
When I was a youngin' I seen this shit comin', I kept telling mama we finna be rich
Ain't no Paid in Full, but these niggas know how I'm comin', I get to the money like Mitch
Oh, you think 'cause I started rappin', you ain't payin' up? Boy, you 'bout as dumb as a bitch
I got two wings on my back like an angel, but got two horns on my head like Lucifer
Or when it come down to this beef shit, nigga think he get stupid, but I get stupider
I just fucked a bitch one time, and she already talkin' 'bout marriage and want me to move with her
And if you can pull my bitch, you can have that bitch, but you probably don't know what to do with her
It's that time of the month for some of these niggas, these pussy-ass niggas finna start catchin' cramps
It was too dark in that nigga apartment, so we finna light his shit up like a lamp
Ain't no Wrestlemania, but go'n 'head, give me that belt 'cause nigga, I feel like a champ
And I ain't never been to the Forbes, but I smoke 'Woods like I always knew how to count
I be tryna hide my gun, but the clip poke out, like some toes stickin' out of a sandal
Ayy, twenty-four shots, it ain't got no attachment, but it got the F&N stamp on the handle
I'm straight out the jungle, so you know the fur on my jacket, came straight off the back of a mammal
Ayy, I know a bitch that can suck that dick so good, no teeth, she don't use no enamel

Haha
I know a bitch that can suck that dick so good, no teeth, she don't use no enamel, oh

Like I untied my shoes, I keep takin' trips, them racks in the middle like Roddy and Nip
You can kiss my dick, you can kiss my balls, but look, lil' bitch, don't kiss my lips
I know they smellin' me, they too nosy, it's Friday, I'm tryna get high like Smokey
I'm feelin' like MJ holdin' the trophy, I been in my bag like a whole lot of groceries
That struggle and hustle shit, that's what made me, never in my life will this rap shit change me
Beat by Milan, but it hit like Tay Keith, I'm goin' hard in LA like AD
Get the gas from LA, get the stick from the cholo, I'm showin' my ass like I'm droppin' my Polos
If a nigga bitch up, then I'm doin' it solo, these hoes always leave and come back like a yoyo
Instagram got broke niggas lookin' like Diddy, Instagram got ugly hoes thinkin' they pretty
Go clean out the toilet, 'cause I left it shitty, this beat kinda hard like some fake-ass titties
Got a bitch real short, but she got a deep throat, had to earn my bucks, nigga, no free throw
Bitch said I'm a jackass, no Steve-O, and we own our cars, nigga, no repo
At grandma house prayin' to Guadalupe, and I'm in your neighborhood, nigga, no 2K
Counted my first hundred, then I said hooray, if my life was a movie, it'd be Blu-ray