paroles de chanson CYBM - Marc.Made

I just hit the west coast, walking with my chest poked
Homie can you blame me?
I was on the south side, shorty had her mouth wide
Baby can you blame me?
Out here on da east coast, feeling like a king though
Brodie can you blame me?
We can take it north, it don't matter either or
Bet a dollar they gon'

Hate up on me
Mhmm
Tell them suckers better wait up on me
Mhmm
Get up out your feelings, boy I'm back
Double cup in the hand, take a sip of this here
Mhmmm
Taste good don't it, make you come back for another round
You got Saved by the Bell
Mhmm mmm mm
Class in session first lesson get your notepad
If life's a suitcase, then I'm a nomad
Quit playing games, thats why you sound Earl & Toejam
Most be animated online, no wonder they're mocap
Damn
Chink in the armor boy that's a throwback
We don't relate I disconnect from the Cohans
Talking from a far but in person on my gonads
You should grow a pair, see how it feel when they low jab
Bet that diss count go in rollback
So really can you blame me?

I just hit the west coast, walking with my chest poked
Homie can you blame me?
I was on the south side, shorty had her mouth wide
Baby can you blame me?
Out here on da east coast, feeling like a king though
Brodie can you blame me?
We can take it north, it don't matter either or

You a lame ass nigga
Mhmm mhmm
Tricking for a hoe, got to pay her just to hang ass nigga
Mhmm mhmm
Boy you need help, you a body, can't save that nigga
Mhmm mhmm mmm mmm
Let me learn you something, y'all clowns look foolish
Can't be with the dogs, y'all Goofy
Can't be in the house or on the house, quit snooping
Y'all losers, just a blue blob in the GroupMe
Bitches see me and say oowee
I'm a eat da WAP like a foodie
Beat the pussy up don't sue me
Stirring up the pot until it's soupy
Y'all ain't the shit, y'all dookie
Hopping in the hoopty to the loose leaf, I Toosi
Slide, power up the price, so I know they mad
Giving slaps daily with the open hand
Let you read the palm before my zodiac
I'm outside with it, y'all ain't even left the cul-de-sac
Damn
Be an adult for once and grow up
Futon niggas keep it straight just to fold up
Sit your dusty ass on the sofa
I refuse to impress a poser
Posing like you something that your not, that's how you get got
So really can you blame me?

I just hit the west coast, walking with my chest poked
Homie can you blame me?
I was on the south side, shorty had her mouth wide
Baby can you blame me?
Out here on da east coast, feeling like a king though
Brodie can you blame me?
We can take it north, it don't matter either or
Bet a dollar they gon' hate me