paroles de chanson i cannot promise you that, i give you my word - Scrim

You did good Slick
Yeah-yeah, yeah
It's a smash (ooh, ah)
Whoa, oh, oh (mm, ah)
Yeah, let's go

Yeah, I just poured up on the lean, I just poured up on the Act' (yeah)
Yeah, I just might pop me a pill, I just might pop me a pack (whoa, oh)
Yeah, livin' like I'm gonna die, I cannot cut 'em no slack (whoa, oh)
Yeah, am I gon' wake up tomorrow? I cannot promise you that (whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
(Yeah) I cannot promise you that (whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah)
I cannot promise you that (whoa)
Yeah, my bitch, she beggin' for love I cannot promise her that (whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
I cannot promise you that (let's go, let's go)

Yeah, fuck it, I'm goin' up (whoa, oh, oh)
Huh, pull up, they know it's us
I just been buildin' this shit, brick after brick and now they all showin' up (yeah, yeah)
Big Cuban, I'm glowin' up yeah, Al-Qaeda, I'm blowin' up
Gotta put on for the gang, the motherfuckin' Grey, them threes, I throw it up (yeah)
Ain't reppin' that shit that they claimin', they bitches, they pussy, they punk (huh, huh)
The way that my money be flowin' in everyday first of the month (first of the month)
I'm facin' a blunt rememberin' days I was jailed in Estonia (oh, whoa)
Now I'm takin' over, yeah, imperial colonial (whoa, ah)

Yeah, whoa, swervin' that motherfuckin' eh, eh
Hit up their block, I'm like, "Ayy"
Choppa, it came out to play, grrr, pap!
Whoa, I got more hits than a rave
I got that hit that she crave
And now she wanna be saved (whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)

But I cannot promise her that (whoa)
Demons, they come in all black (whoa)
I'm only after them racks
I take my dick and I piss on a plaque, then put my dick in her back (whoa)
Money so swore they're wonderin' that if I put my cash on a stack (yeah)

Yeah, all of my money on mo'fuckin' 'roids like mo' fuckin' Balco (ooh)
Yeah, quarterback of the whole team, yeah, they call me Shane Falco (Falco)
Huh, no, we don't mp'fuckin' micro dose, bitch, we on macro
Yeah, I get 'em 20s to my ho 'cause no, we don't count those
Pull up on mo'fuckin' NPT and they hola, "Whoa"
All my youngin's, they on TTG, they trained to go
I cannot promise you that, dog, don't know what you heard
Yeah, I cannot promise you that, dog, I give you my word

Yeah, I just poured up on the lean, I just poured up on the Act' (yeah)
Yeah, I just might pop me a pill, I just might pop me a pack (whoa, oh)
Yeah, livin' like I'm gonna die, I cannot cut 'em no slack (whoa, oh)
Yeah, am I gon' wake up tomorrow? I cannot promise you that (whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
(Yeah) I cannot promise you that (whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah)
I cannot promise you that (whoa)
Yeah, my bitch, she beggin' for love I cannot promise her that (whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
I cannot promise you that (let's go, let's go)

Yeah, fuck it, I'm goin' up (whoa, oh, oh)
Huh, pull up, they know it's us
I just been buildin' this shit, brick after brick and now they all showin' up (yeah, yeah)
Big Cuban, I'm glowin' up yeah, Al-Qaeda, I'm blowin' up
Gotta put on for the gang, the motherfuckin' Grey, them threes, I throw it up (yeah)
Ain't reppin' that shit that they claimin', they bitches, they pussy, they punk (huh, huh)
The way that my money be flowin' in everyday first of the month (first of the month)
I'm facin' a blunt rememberin' days I was jailed in Estonia (oh, whoa)
Now I'm takin' over, yeah, imperial colonial (whoa, ah)