paroles de chanson Half Bae (feat. Pouya) - Robb Bank$ feat. Pouya

Nigga can't tell me shit
Tell it to my 9
Aye

Half bae
She half straight and she half gay
Don't ask me
You full lame and you're half paid
Half real, half fake
No not me
Pull up right now I'm already there half way
Probation, put your hoe in rotation
And I let her rape me
Put her on baecation
Half naked
Got the phone vibrating
They get a situation
Spray the location

Nigga I been stunting hard since the tall tee's bitch
Bonafide game breaker, just scored two zits
Boy I lick it and I stick it
Got a splinter from a twig
2phone young savage, nigga suck on my...
Who you is, what you not
F.L.A we dropping tops
I'ma violate your mouth til' your hootchie cootchie pop
I'ma take a shit on you, what the fuck would Jesus do?
I don't pray to nobody bitch you know you're not ready
Finna'ride up with your broad and let off in her jaw
Been number one since the kid next door
I used to fuck on your hoe
I used to kick in these door
Now we busting these flows
While I run up in here
She seventeen but I fuck her like she twenty fiveI don't use a rubber on that hoe, I just roll the dice
Bust her down get her right
Even though she not my type
I'ma sneak, get up in that pussy
Bitch take the pipe

Half bae
She half straight and she half gay
Don't ask me
You full lame and you're half paid
Half real, half fake
No not me
Pull up right now I'm already there half way
Probation, put your hoe in rotation
And I let her rape me
Put her on baecation
Half naked
Got the phone vibrating
They get a situation
Spray the location

Ain't no one-on-ones where we from, boy you getting pat down
Keep the Mac in the 'lac, or the backpack now
Shut your mouth and take this nut
Slick fire, you a slut
And I can't trust a soul that's why I keep it by my ...
Boy I keep my mind on my money
Smart stun that shit
And that buffet, you know we eatin'
When she threw up on the dick
A hundred racks in the Civic
While I load up the clip
And if you came to the show
Then we fucked yo bitch
Yeah keep that money comin' in, yeah you know the cash talk
Thuggin' in my good clothes, that's a thousand dollar stone
Bitch shut yo' ass up, don't sit there on the phone
Play with it princess, I never lost The Game of Thrones
Sold that home, sold that whip, sold out shows, sold out venues
I got goons that gon' get you, walking around with that pistol
How they gon' fuck with me, out here in the car seat
Gon' 'head chase that dream, while I leave you like me

Half bae
She half straight and she half gay
Don't ask me
You full lame and you're half paid
Half real, half fake
No not me
Pull up right nowI'm already there half way
Probation, put your hoe in rotation
And I let her rape me
Put her on baecation
Half naked
Got the phone vibrating
They get a situation
Spray the location