paroles de chanson 17 - Plug Reexe
Like
Schoolboy
Q,
I'm
the
talk
of
the
town
Member
I
was
at
the
bottom,
they
look
up
to
me
now
Seventeen
missed
calls,
what
the
fuck
I
do
now
I
pray
I
never
get
stuck
to
the
ground
Stuck
on
the
ground
or
get
stuck
in
the
house
Come
save
me,
I'm
locked
in
my
basement
How
the
fuck
I'm
rappin',
I
don't
even
like
to
say
shit
I
just
know
that
I
been
killin'
shit,
Freddy
vs
Jason
Rent
the
vette
for
the
day,
I
been
really
trying
to
race
it
35
for
the
eighth,
gassed
up
at
the
station
If
I
take
one
more
I'll
be
really
in
the
matrix
It's
a
good
day,
Ima
park
up
in
the
shade
bitch
She
don't
really
matter,
cut
her
off
cause
she
basic
She
could
either
be
a
home
run
or
a
base
hit
She
want
me
to
show
my
love
to
her
with
a
bracelet
You
crazy,
thinking
I
was
finna
wait
for
you
It's
a
new
day,
new
day
to
get
away
from
Every
damn
day
feel
the
same
Met
some
more
demons
I've
been
trying
to
get
away
from
It's
a
new
day
but
I
feel
the
same
way
Eating
so
good
but
I
stayed
the
same
weight
Been
four
days
but
it's
still
the
same
date
You
would
be
lost
in
my
shoes
if
we
had
to
trade
places
Bitch
I'm
him,
might
bag
a
hoe
in
some
asics
My
hoe
got
the
prettiest
faces
Love
my
hoe,
finna
take
a
baecation
On
my
own,
I
ain't
fuckin'
with
that
fake
shit
You
saw
my
flaws
but
you
ain't
even
embrace
'em
Can't
write
my
thoughts
cause
I'm
finna
just
erase
'em
I
broke
my
jaw
trying
to
bite
down
on
my
anger
Do
your
job,
hold
me
down,
be
my
anchor
Been
around
town
with
a
gat,
hit
a
stinker
Good
tree,
been
around
town
smokin'
flavor
Bad
bitch,
my
type,
pretty,
thick,
asian
Jaded,
pull
up
on
me
get
wasted
Baby,
promise
not
to
do
me
like
Jada
Switched
to
the
dark
side,
my
new
name
Vader
Down
bad,
sold
your
whole
life
for
the
payment
You're
so
blinded
by
the
fake,
better
wake
up
Think
I'm
dyin'
slow,
must
be
the
fake
drugs
Bitch
I'm
wildin',
on
my
hip
it's
a
draco
Quit
the
whining,
I
could
stay
for
the
day
hoe
Start
reclining,
lay
it
back
for
the
day
hoe
New
whip,
all
white
seats
like
mayo
She
trying
to
see
what
I
bring
to
the
table
Told
her
she
mine
but
she
don't
got
a
label
I
own
all
my
shit,
I'm
not
signed
to
no
label
Fry
up
that
lil
boy
just
like
he
a
potato
I
could
make
the
whole
check
spin
like
a
dreidel
Not
right
now,
can
we
do
this
shit
later
Clean
the
boy
up
like
a
mo'fuckin
taper
Where
the
lean
at,
see
the
bag
Ima
chase
it
Doing
what
I
want
cuz
my
life
is
what
I
make
it
I
don't
gotta
lie,
why
you
thinking
I
would
fake
it
I
just
wanna
die,
shit,
losing
my
patience
I
could
never
get
back
all
the
time
that
you
wasted
I'm
outside
of
your
house,
when
you
dip
hoe
I'm
finna
break
in
So
much
rage
that
you
fill
me
with,
girl,
I
don't
even
know
how
to
take
it
You
lied
straight
to
my
face,
can't
behave,
I
don't
know
how
you
got
so
blatant
How'd
we
fall
out
so
hard
it
was
cool
in
the
start
but
I
know
you
changing
I'm
finna
miss
all
the
times
we
had
It
ain't
my
fault
this
time,
your
bad
It's
about
time
that
I
drop
yo
ass
Jump
in
that
Jag
like
skrrt,
go
fast
By
the
way,
you
look
better
with
me,
oh
well
One
three,
reach
back,
Odell
Real
clean
slick
back,
no
gel
Caught
that
boy
slippin',
tripped
him
in
a
well
I
just
want
to
do
you
well,
it
be
your
own
people
that
want
you
to
fail
I
got
two
phones,
I
can't
trap
on
the
cell
I
got
two
hoes
trying
to
pay
for
theyselves
I
can't
let
em
do
it,
I'm
sharing
my
wealth
She
could
either
be
a
home
run
or
a
base
hit
She
want
me
to
show
my
love
to
her
wit
a
bracelet
You
crazy,
thinking
I
was
finna
wait
for
you
It's
a
new
day,
new
day
to
get
away
from
Every
damn
day
feel
the
same
Met
some
more
demons
I've
been
trying
to
get
away
from
It's
a
new
day
but
I
feel
the
same
way
Eating
so
good
but
I
stayed
the
same
weight
Been
four
days
but
it's
still
the
same
date
You
would
be
lost
in
my
shoes
if
we
had
to
trade
places
Bitch
I'm
him,
might
bag
a
hoe
in
some
asics
My
hoe
got
the
prettiest
faces
Love
my
hoe,
finna
take
a
baecation
On
my
own,
I
ain't
fuckin'
with
that
fake
shit
You
saw
my
flaws,
but
you
ain't
even
embrace
'em
Can't
write
my
thoughts
cause
I'm
finna
just
erase
'em
I
broke
my
jaw
trying
to
bite
down
on
my
anger
Do
your
job,
hold
me
down,
be
my
anchor
Been
around
town
with
a
gat,
hit
a
stinker
Good
tree,
been
around
town
smoking
flavor
Bad
bitch,
my
type,
pretty,
thick,
asian
Jaded,
pull
up
on
me
get
wasted
Baby,
promise
not
to
do
me
like
Jada
Switched
to
the
dark
side,
my
new
name
Vader
Down
bad,
sold
your
whole
life
for
the
payment
You're
so
blinded
by
the
fake,
better
wake
up
Think
I'm
dyin'
slow,
must
be
the
fake
drugs
1 What I Want
2 B6 on the Jukebox
3 Love Sick
4 Hold It Down
5 Rob Da Bank
6 17
7 Play Yo Part
8 Money In The Grave
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