paroles de chanson Word on the Street - M.A.B.

Word on the street yea
I got that heat yea
It's MAB yea
TriOnDaBeat yea
I'm wit a freak yea
She so discreet yea
She let me eat yea
She wanna beast yea

Soon as we meet yea
She got the meet yea
Soon as I beat yea
I hit delete yea
I'm too elite yea
I'm too complete yea
How I compete yea
They think I cheat yea
But this is authentic
Ballin hard all scrimmage
Pull up windows all tinted
Ima let my dogs finish
In this world we all sinnin
I can't take no loss with it
Dream Or Die we all winnin
Can't you see we all business
Everybody yappin
Talkin like they got it but I still don't see it happen
Tell me tune in but ur feed is full of static
Thoroughbred nigga bet I got it off of trappin
Round here we do no lackin
Yea it's MAB they say the A's for automatic
And wala! Ooh la la, I'm knee deep up in that magic
Brown skin nigga, ride the beat like I'm Aladdin
Every bar is satisfaction
Girls all in my songs and now I'm all up in they captions
All these bad bitches but I only want the baddest
Remember we was broke, and now my niggas livin lavish
Funny y'all been grinding but y'all never got no traction
Call me Jason statham how I'm all about that action
Late night with that pussy bet I kill it with compassion
Just picked up a pound she break it down to perfect fractions
Told her smoke a lil bit
Took me on a trip, and now I never wanna quit
Baby girl so nasty how she spit and let it drip
Maybe she the reason that I'm all up in this shit

Word on the street yea
I got that heat yea
It's MAB yea
TriOnDaBeat yea
I'm wit a freak yea
She so discreet yea
She let me eat yea
She wanna beast yea