paroles de chanson Big Jeans - Matt Bla¢k

I bought big ol jeans
To make room for these greens
Brand new Jordan three's
I imported these

Shawty fucked up
Every time she pour the geese

Let's go and get these hundreds
Let's go and get these hundreds
Easy
Me and yo shorty, we (Come on)
In perfect harmony (Uhuh)
I'm going off
Like the glock
When you fuck with me (Braaat)(Uhuh)
Blizack on this
With the fondest
Aborigine (Black)
Fuck on her
Cause that bitch
Is as black as me (Uhuh)
Don't get attached to me (Nah)

Cause I be chasing the money
That's no cap

Sipping up all of my cognac
If you want smoke
Then it's combat

Eyes got me looking
Like Ip Man

If I see twelve
Ima dip man

Hating niggas
Can kick cans

Cause i be getting these
Big bands

I bought big ol jeans
To make room for these greens
Brand new Jordan three's
I imported these

Shawty fucked up
Every time she pour the geese

Let's go and get these hundreds
Let's go and get these hundreds
Easy

I'm so fly i'm breezy
Like the West Coast
(I'm so fresh)

Shouts out to OhGeesy and em

Dopeitsdom YG
Wit the pen

Pour sum out
For all the lost men my nigga
I'll hustle now
Till the grave my nigga
No matter the time or
The day my nigga
When the sky pitch black or its grey my nigga uh

I bought big ol jeans
To make room for these greens
Brand new Jordan three's
I imported these

Shawty fucked up
Every time she pour the geese

Let's go and get these hundreds
Let's go and get these hundreds
Easy

I bought big ol jeans
To make room for these greens
Brand new Jordan three's
I imported these

Shawty fucked up
Every time she pour the geese

Let's go and get these hundreds
Let's go and get these hundreds
Easy

No cap
Matt Black