paroles de chanson The Impossible - Prince Scooter feat. De the Wise One

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Ay
Yeah
Boy I get it like I'm standing on the corner
(Hey hey)
I am a Georgian smoking Cali marijuana
(Oh oh)
Counting bags of money baby that's the formula
I'm going ham I am murking all of my opponents
Yeah yeah
Hit my pinnacle
I'm not feeling you
I fuck with my Bros
We count lots of doe
Living the impossible
Smoking lots of dro
We don't love these hoes
That's the way it goes

Ooo no no we don't love these hoes
Ooo no no that's the way goes
Ooo yeah yeah we let the money talk
Boy we got our own whips
We ain't gotta walk
This that rich shit
Spend a check shit
And my necklace
Ooo it got some karats
Live my life high
I'm not flexing
I can fuck with them
Learned my lesson
Pass he weed pass me the hookah
Pass me some drank baby
I need something to keep me from over thinking
I need you baby I can't stop talking
I heard you walking
But my pockets extra sloppy

Boy I get it like I'm standing on the corner
(Hey hey)
I am a Georgian smoking Cali marijuana
(Oh oh)
Counting bags of money baby that's the formula
I'm going ham I am murking all of my opponents
Yeah yeah
Hit my pinnacle
I'm not feeling you
I fuck with my Bros
We count lots of doe
Living the impossible
Smoking lots of dro
We don't love these hoes
That's the way it goes

These bitches is watching me shine
I'm not even into my prime
They got they eyes on me
Eyes on me
I feel like Pac in this motherfucker
Somebody pour Ciroc in this motherfucker
Gotta a couple rocks on my wrist like Gucci
Gotta have faith like my last name Lucci
You can catch a fade like the nigga lil Boosie
Slanging my dreads like Medusa
I came in here flexing
She came in here choosing
Came in here choosing for me
She know I'm tryna get spinach
DE I ain't got no minutes for liars and haters
Don't finish your sentence
Ima be old and rich
A young nigga sit and just listen
I really be pimping I really pimping
I'm balling I'm balling like pistons
I really be feeling the feeling and I gotta get it
And stack up these millions

Boy I get it like I'm standing on the corner
(Hey hey)
I am a Georgian smoking Cali marijuana
(Oh oh)
Counting bags of money baby that's the formula
I'm going ham I am murking all of my opponents
Yeah yeah
Hit my pinnacle
I'm not feeling you
I fuck with my Bros
We count lots of doe
Living the impossible
Smoking lots of dro
We don't love these hoes
That's the way it goes