paroles de chanson The Monologue - Rock Dolo

Yes
I love you too
You look beautiful
Sit down, sit down
Welcome to A Baker's Dozen
I'm your host Rock Dolo
And if you left your woman home
She's not alone
Chain heavy like a tire on my neck
If Smoke on the deck
Gas and Grill on the deck
Dressed to the T
Bet you couldn't find a speck with a black light
Now who the fuck said the 'Pact lite?
Trunk luggage worth more than the contents
Love the hate
I'll leave on the comments
Thought my bitch was a Debarge
Cuz she made it Switch
Look like toddlers throwing tantrums under her dress
Picked her up on the Westside of Atlanta
Broke her off like the brown part of a Banana
Panaromic roof
God see me playing
Pushing a mobile AT&T Stadium
You in Trouble like Big Sean P
Playing the Dog
All bets are off
Throwing hollow tips
Fuck a friendly game of toss
Show built around a shooter
Holey Moley Golf
This Nigga going off
It get real when I'm talking in third person
The odd wheel
Got a Slingshot feel
Lyrically over kill the track
Highlights and ad libs
A whole sound effects pack
Turnt up to the max
Heart broken cuz the game don't love me back
Name a vice to fill the cracks
Dolo Suave
And still
Distilled Tequila
I'm a 100% Agave
Russell Simmons in Bali
Finna stretch somebody
She popped a molly
Now I'm undressing Molly
First time with the neighbor
She made my dick
Like a Light Saber
Did a huge favor
You a mood slayer
Listen, my Mobb Deep as Brood Cicadas
Leaving shells everywhere
Hear the buzz and a tag saying "I Was Here!"
One of the Babies in control
They in the high chair
Hope they grow and continue to strong hold
Just innuendo
They influential
Took BIG Shit
Now that's monumental
My slow flows remarkable
Niggas ain't ready for my Arsenal
All your winnings marginal
All your winnings
All your winnings marginal
All your winnings
All your winnings marginal
Ahh Shit!
Here we go
It's the Monologue
Yeah
Here we go
It's the Monologue
Ha
Here we go
It's the Monologue
Yeah
Here we go
It's the Monologue