paroles de chanson Fasho Fasho - Nique.

One thing fasho, they don't let us in we gon' kick down the door
Shoot that bitch off the hinges
At they neck like a tie and we suited for business
One thing fasho, they don't let us in we gon' kick down the door
We get ghost in a skrt
She touching on Nique and I play in her skirt
One thing fasho, they don't let us in we gon' kick down the door
Shoot that bitch off the hinges
At they neck like a tie and we suited for business
One thing fasho, they don't let us in we gon' kick down the door
I get ghost in a skrt
She touching on Nique and I play in her skirt

Shorty a bad lil piece she skate on a nigga like Avril Lavigne
The girl that you trickin on average to me
I walk on these beats but she travel to me
Ya, I come through your lane and I'm charging
I need an early deposit, tell them boys stop it
They don't want bones to pick I got skeletons trapped in my closet
I'm bout a profit I talk to my God like a prophet
All my disciples gon' pop it
I keep a rod like I'm Moses, fresh like a dozen of roses
Shit if I want I cop it ya
The difference between us is night and day
I take the stash to the hideaway
My road to the top like a mile away
She know I'm a star I'm from outer space
She know I'm a star, niggas start dissing we come where you are
Fuck it we chillin' raised by the saints but I run with some villains
Know I'm a star, niggas start dissing we come where you are
We gon load up the car, we gon' see what you bout
We don't care who you are

One thing fasho, they don't let us in we gon' kick down the door
Shoot that bitch off the hinges
At they neck like a tie and we suited for business
One thing fasho, they don't let us in we gon' kick down the door
I get ghost in a skrt
She touching on Nique and I play in her skirt
One thing fasho, they don't let us in we gon' kick down the door
Shoot that bitch off the hinges
At they neck like a tie and we suited for business
One thing fasho, they don't let us in we gon' kick down the door
I get ghost in a skrt
She touching on Nique and I play in her skirt

One thing for certain, two things fasho
When I touch a M I'ma flip it to more
Real life monopoly don't gotta roll just start buying property when I pass go
Taxing these niggas that land on my shit
When they want me to sign it's gon' cost em a grip
Ain't picking cotton I'm keeping my masters
Publishing ain't getting sold to these crackers
Never the one for the hustling backwards
Member when I was still stuffing my mattress with money I made from the drugs in the addict
Loud gas you can smell it through plastic
Out lasting these niggas that's average
Still be the wave when these niggas start crashing
Money a hobby the music my passion
Praise be to God just in case you was asking