paroles de chanson Pat EWiNG - Ghetty , Riff Raff
Swear
to
God
I'ma
stunt
so
hard
Pull
up
on
the
ladies
Got
'em
sayin'
oh
lord
Ain't
a
thing
lil
homie
let
do
it
(let
do
it)
Going
hard
in
the
paint
Pat
Ewing
x2
I
ball
from
a
distance
Pocket
so
ballistic
Boysenberry
on
my
biscuits
My
life
style
vicious
But
don't
contradict
me
My
reaction
may
vary
I
done
passed
my
s.a.t's
My
legs
folded
indian
style
On
my
lawn
chair
Versace
on
my
cabin
I
use
to
like
rapping
Until
I
found
out
im
Rap
game
Samuel
L
Jackson
Mixed
with
Eric
Clapton
Sing
a
hook
like
Tony
Braxton
Still
find
the
time
- in
my
- busy
schedule
To
make
a
few
short
lectures
Like
a
lazy
neighbor
I
found
a
autographed
High
school
picture,
Darth
Vader
On
the
back
of
my
aunt
dahmer's
wallpaper
RIFF
Ima
Stunt
hard
swang
through
the
city
Scored
a
touch
down
Watch
me
dance
like
P
Diddy
Swanging
in
Buick
Ain't
nothing
to
it
I
still
count
bands
An
I
ain't
make
it
off
the
music
Smoking
big
killer
California
dank
Catch
me
flipping
screens
While
im
pulling
out
the
bank
Ima
take
it
back
Like
some
Reebok
pumps
Feel
like
Chris
crocker
Way
I
make
them
boys
jump
Paper
sittin
tall
like
the
sears
tower
Just
like
Scarface
I
want
the
Money
and
the
Power
Rolling
up
the
sour,
nothin
but
the
sweets
Feel
like
Pistol
Pete
Dropping
dimes
through
the
streets
Dimes
on
my
celly
Swang
through
the
telly
Keep
it
on
the
down
low
Bitch
im
R
Kelly
Ain't
nothing
changed
Yeah
they
know
my
name
Watch
me
switch
lanes
Griping
wood
grain
UHHH
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