paroles de chanson Handles - Multi

Ouu
Huh yuh yeah!
Yeah that′s my mood mood mood mood mood mood (FAS you made a hit)
Let's go! One, two, three, yeah!

I been trapping with my mans aye, we been trapping in the bando
I been fucking with the fans aye, my guitar like a banjo
I been moving with the grimey niggas, think I′m moving too fast bro
Bent her over with the pigtails, nigga know I'm grabbing on the handles

All my life now wanted band band bands yeah
Bitch I count it up with my friend friend friends yeah
I was sat down watching Ben 10 10 yeah
Now I run it up with my mans mans mans uh yuh

Rolling 'round with Versace got that shit all on my body (Yuh)
Cheeto head look like some Takis young nigga got that shit on me (Yeah)
Michael Jackson how I moon walk got my payroll bitch (Yuh)
Pop out in the fucking party Ima stay lil bitch (Yuh)
Getting getting to the cheddar get the queso bitch
Know you jealous ′cause you mad, why you hate ′lil bitch?
Lock lock locked down better lay low bitch
Got 'lil shorty speaking Spanish, dame besos bitch (Yeah yuh)
No we couldn′t be amigos
You ain't part of the equipo
¿Que tu quieres conmigo? Aye
You been salty like a Frito-Lay
I go harder than the Beetles aye
Stitch you up like Lilo aye (FAS you made a hit)
Yeah
Bitch

All my life now wanted band band bands yeah
Bitch I count it up with my friend friend friends yeah
I was sat down watching Ben 10 10 yeah
Now I run it up with my mans mans mans yeah
All my life now wanted band band bands yeah
Bitch I count it up with my friend friend friends yeah
I was sat down watching Ben 10 10 yeah
Now I run it up with my mans mans mans
Yeah yeah