paroles de chanson Boomerang - Sbg Tiggy

RT PLUG THE 808'S
(Yhupp)
Watch how they love you mo (Yae)
The day that you die and go (Yae)
Should've showed love before (Yae)
You could've but you said no (huh)
Don't say wassup up no mo (nah)
It's up it's stuck ya know (right)
Them same people saying they fuck with you
Be the first ones out the door (go)
Cant even keep it a buck with you
That Nigga ain't really yo bro (bro)
And blood don't mean shit
I still got day ones that's fasho (Yae)
You a make yo fucking grave
You try to play one that's fasho (Yae)
You gone make me pull yo card
That ace of spades gone get you choked (wow)
And I feel just like a wrestler
How I'm bouncing off these ropes (wow)
And I'm cold as the winter (burr)
Nigga go and grab ya coat (wow)
Man these niggas dirty as hell
Go and grab some soap Nigga (wow)
And nah This ain't no Dave chapelle
Cuz nah this ain't no joke Nigga (wow)
The ones that's always raising hell
Them ones be the broke niggas (wow)
The bitches who be shaking ass
Them the ones to go with ya (Ahaaa)
Bitch I'll let this gun blast
Round for round on hoe niggas (gdlah glitt)
Stayed down from the jump
So now you know it's time
For me to blow Nigga
Boom boom boom
Bang
I Get that money back like a boomerang
I'm not gone break my back
To impress these lames
They there one second
Then the next they change
My dogs is ready to bark (growl)
My dogs is ready to tear out a heart (Yae)
Got drugs no prescription
Straight out the paper bag
Like a pharmacy mart (Yae)
I Smoke through the day
Smoke through the night
Roll in the light
Roll in the dark (yhupp)
Krash out like a Mario kart (right)
Some of the choices never was smart (yhupp)
You living life like a movie scene
Where I come from they a take yo part (yhupp)
You don't even know the role you lead
Could've lead the pack
You followed from start (damn)
Beat em dead
Leave em left to bleed
Off ya head
Leave it over seas
Spin like the wind
Blow with the leaves
Only if money would grow on trees (wow)
Roll a wood bitch bout three gs
Disrespect let's get em
(They done fucked up ...why)
They don't even know what's bout to hit em
Knock em out He done lost his pride
Now this nigga bouta loose his wisdom
I don't think you could fuck with the guys
We ain't killers but we would kill em
I don't mind send you right to god
For my family I would have to end em
You got killers too
Well we waiting
Go head and send em
You got killers too
Well we waiting
Go head come through
Fuck around and behead you too
Throw away the body
Just mail his shoes
Boom boom boom
Bang
I Get that money back like a boomerang
I'm not gone break my back
To impress these lames
They there one second
Then the next they change