paroles de chanson Crack Santa - P.A. On The Track feat. Cferg & Axira

Big Crack sack on my back like I'm Santa
Rocking this red n white Dolce Gabbana
Big crack rocks on the block from Atlanta
Pouring up the wok in my Fanta
Checkin everywhere when we meet
Whole Lotta bells feel like yeat
Drop a couple bands on my feet uh huh
Better hope that I don't see you on my street uh huh
Sneaking thru your yard inna sheet uh huh
Got some big guap on me I'm the cheif uh huh
Pussy boy you a chicken don't want beef uh huh
Yo this blunt make you sleep with no kief uh huh
Feeling like I'm carti just pulled up inna new tank
Pullin up on us goin getcha whole crew sank
Keeping cash on me don't fuck with the bank
Better watch your step got that pole like I'm frank

Bitch I feel like Santa cuz I'm always with that big bag
Acting like you big shit I'll smoke you like a zig zag
Tell ya boy get back, imma get a quick rack
Smoked em like a zigzag now we gonna split that
Boy I heard that you a big rat
Break you like a kitkat
No one wanna fuck your girl I don't why you hit that
Yeah your boys some big rats and we move like some big cats
Come into our crib and we put you inna mouse trap
Imma leave him red got him looking like a paint stick
I don't wanna talk to you pussy boy you ain't shit
Creepin thru your home yeah I'm feelin like I'm Saint Nick
Slipping out the chimney an I'm leaving you a taint pic