paroles de chanson W.T.P. - Makai Keyes

Yeah, what's the price, yeah what's the price
Private flights, yeah, what you like
What's the price, yeah what's the price
Got those bands, on your mind
Ooh, what's the price babe
When you coming through for the night babe
I know you in tune with your vices
Go and take a chance, roll the dice babe
Ooh what's the price babe

Nice babe, run up the racks every night babe
I need a freak on sight
Buy anything you like
Flooding your wrist with ice
All of them diamonds they make me bite
Color the Benz off-white
Going too bright with the Xenon lights, yeah
Flooded my pockets, got benjis on benjis
In the garage I got Bentleys on Bentleys
Maison Margiela, got plenty on plenty
I'ma go get you the Fendi on Fendi, woah
Fendi on Fendi
Dressing all fancy
Dropping her panties
Yeah, eat it like candy
My crib is a million
Chandelier hang from the ceiling
Blowing the bands, I'ma show you the feeling
Living the life, I'ma show you the meaning, woah
She want Ferrari I tell her to hop in and go
Say what's the price and she told me a million, woah

What's the price, yeah what's the price
Private flights, yeah, what you like
What's the price, yeah what's the price
Got those bands, on your mind
Ooh, what's the price babe
When you coming through for the night babe
I know you in tune with your vices
Go and take a chance, roll the dice babe
Ooh what's the price babe

Bad little thing, how you do it like that
I love everything you do, how you move it like that
Got a bad little thing, and she do it like that
Yeah she go and get the cash and she bring it right back, right back

Bad bitch counting up stacks
Thumbing through all my racks
Bought a new Porsche, all black
Got a couple mil' in the back
Only speak truth, all facts
Smoking on all that gas
Speedin' off way too fast
She got the keys and I tell her "don't crash"
She gon' want, all that Saint Laurent
Ice my arm, make my wrist get numb
Money talks, she gon' speak in tongues
You my number one, get you anything you want, saying-

Yeah, what's the price, yeah what's the price
Private flights, yeah, what you like
What's the price, yeah what's the price
Got those bands, on your mind
Ooh, what's the price babe
When you coming through for the night babe
I know you in tune with your vices
Go and take a chance, roll the dice babe
Ooh what's the price babe