paroles de chanson Midnight - Mar2x

Pull up in style, get out in the back
I'm too important, I don't do no lack
Real nigga ways, your last nigga wack
Beefin' with niggas that's way more then rap
They want my lil head, i'm havin' them racks
I fold up a M, raise it up like a jack
Was lookin' for buddy, he went to go pack
Back to the money, run up like a track
Gotta lil pretty bitch sit on my lap
Dance on the D, we go back to the trap
You know you foreign, them bitches is borin'
She want them xo's but this ain't tic tac

Money all out my jeans, bust out like some puss
I ride wit the top off, its black on the crust
These niggas wanna catch me, they gotta catch dust
Can't do no relations, i'm tired of the lust
That lil bitch she broke, lookin' at her disgust
I'm losin' control, i'm feelin' like russ
They wanna be me, I know that shit tough
But we ain't the same, and you ain't one of us
I'm one of a kind, you can't find the same cust
I wanna fuck but that lil bitch wanna love
No I can't be fuckin', if it smell like some must
Don't think I can ever love, fucked up my trust
Any environment I can adjust
The struggle in me made a nigga look buff
Fucked 2 of your friends, blossom, buttercup
You the only girl left in your lil power puff

I don't go out, i'm low
These niggas fake as fuck, it shows
She havin' withdrawls, her back, I blow
Now she addicted, tobacco
You the realest around lil nigga I know
Say that you realer, hmm no
If you real, no talkin', just act bro
I really was broke, you just act broke

I don't think that lil bitch had enough
She want more rounds in her, I got that stamina
Gave her that D, turn that bitch to an animal
I gave her Dick, put the D in, that's danimal
Rearranging her parts, I ain't talkin' mechanical
When I fuck, I put on that Barry Manilow
Bet she gon' swallow this nut, its organical
2x you know you the shit, she'll fean for you

Money bussin' out the jeans
Break a bitch down, no spline
Midnight shit wit the beam
Gang, gang, gang, on me
Boy you ain't never sip lean
Boy i'll turn you to a meme
Boy you can never be team
FMF-O-E

Uh, king me i'm royal
Can't settle down cause I know i'm not loyal
When we go out all she do is recordin
Put that shit up, ain't got time for annoyin'
Bitches and niggas, i'm tired of y'all voices
All of these bitches, can't make no more choices
All of this money, i'm goin' on voyage
Snakes in the grass, tryna bite me with poison
Uh, snakes in the grass
Keepin' it cut, know they all on my ass
She cocky as hell, she must took a bath
And filled that bitch up with herself, she so bad
Belong in bikinis on cover for mags
Strap up with that hoe tho, I go get a mag
She gotta lil mileage, been fuckin' with frats
Been in and out like, you don't know where we at

Bet it bust like a pistol, only goto 3 ft. but i'ma drown it anyway
Clothes off when we get to the room, you know how it go, it go down, yeah the henny way
I like my bitch top knotch like some ihop, I cant do the fu, that's the denny's way
I like em' hood with a get back attitude, show me lil ma, you know the remy way

Yeahhh (Oh oh oh)