paroles de chanson Turbo - M.I.C MAFIA!!!

Moving fast you cant see me

Hittin turbo on em
Down a back street
They aint fuckin wit me
Runnin everyone like a track meet
So high you can't see me
Get in through the back if you 18
Hit it from the back theres no fading
Hit them crunches on her no gym membership for the waiting
Patiently
You ain't stressin me its a virtue
No questioning No interrogation

I know one thang I am boss material
Nasty like vanerial
Pussy are you cereal
Imma eat it up you just a spoon full
Wish you had a bitch to moon you
Throw a couple dollas just to prove you a cool dude
Had to fuck a bitch wet at her spot no lube
You be getting fucked no vaseline need a ice cube
No Oshea
But these bitches be fuckin for the chips no frito lay
$50 for the hit that aint a co pay
That's a fuckin trick for the treat no rabbit
Out the hat
That is not a magic trick
Thats just tragic
Dump out the window
Do the spurlock
Hit the race on em
Tay K no Tupac
But I get a two pack for less than you do dat
I be flippin packs like I work at the post
No my name es no malone
Call me 2020 Al Capone
Spittin straight from the dome
Money always callin my phone

Hittin turbo on em
Down a back street
They aint fuckin wit me
Runnin everyone like a track meet
So high you can't see me
Get in through the back if you 18
Hit it from the back theres no fading
Hit them crunches on her no gym membership for the waiting
Patiently
You ain't stressin me its a virtue
No questioning No interrogation

I know two things
One is what I first told you
If you step to me that would be a bold move
Poppin all these bands that im runnin through
I be running up a check call my bank account a W
I done lent everything that I got to give
Now the profit needs to be returned so I can continue to grow my businesses
This is how I live
Young entrepanuer
You can ask the people to sooth suspiciousness
Man you always been a lil bitch
Cryin on the syllables
Boo hoo like a lil baby
No crippin you a lil bitch they should call you lil boo
That right there could have a double meaning one bc you gettin dug out
Two bc you fold and go ghost when your fam need you most
Im here to expose the fakes from east to west coast
Leaving this track seeming like
Oh oh Oh

Hittin turbo on em
Down a back street
They aint fuckin wit me
Runnin everyone like a track meet
So high you can't see me
Get in through the back if you 18
Hit it from the back theres no fading
Hit them crunches on her no gym membership for the waiting
Patiently
You ain't stressin me its a virtue
No questioning No interrogation