paroles de chanson Half N Half (feat. Mac P Dawg) - Shoreline Mafia feat. Fenix Flexin & Mac P Dawg
I
do
the
dash
with
the
thirty
tucked
(Thirty)
Pop
a
perky,
bitch,
I'm
going
up
(Perky)
She
ain't
going
'less
she
hoeing
up
(Hoeing
up)
Xanny
bars,
my
niggas
sold
a
bunch
(Sold
a
bunch)
I
dropped
a
Phenergan
in
my
punch
(Phenergan)
You
a
worker,
nigga,
take
your
lunch
(Lunch)
Shoot
a
nigga,
I
won't
take
a
punch
(Punch)
Knew
I'd
make
it,
niggas
had
a
hunch
Drop-drop
top,
finna
run
around
(Run
around)
It's
a
run
around,
niggas
brought
a
hundred
rounds
Big
goals,
me
and
my
niggas
need
a
hundred
pounds
(Hundred
pounds)
Money
counter
go,
that's
the
money
sound
I'm
a
dog,
lil'
bitch,
fuck
your
life
up
(Rrr)
In
the
club
piped
up,
nigga,
pipe
up
(Pipe
up)
Cavalli,
the
shawty
She
geekin',
she
rollin'
off
molly
(She
rollin')
My
niggas,
they
got
me
(They
got
me)
You
tweaking,
we
shoot
up
the
party
(We
shoot
up
the
party)
Lil'
shawty
gon'
top
me
I
love
it
when
she
suck
it
sloppy
(Yeah)
Lil'
shawty,
she
naughty
for
molly
(Bitch)
Bitch,
I'm
the
shit,
but
no
potty
(No
potty)
We
walking
with
sticks
through
the
lobby
(Sticks)
I'm
with
my
migos,
Versace
(Versace)
I
blew
up,
she
thought
she
forgot
me
(Bitch)
I'm
shopping
at
Neimans,
don't
swap
me
(Bitch)
I'm
young
and
I'm
famous
and
cocky
(Bitch)
You
run
up
on
me,
I'ma
pop
it
(Yeah)
Gelato
in
the
fronto
(Gelato)
Riding
in
the
Tahoe,
eating
lobster
with
a
bad
ho
(In
the
Tahoe)
Tell
me
that
she
got
a
man,
but
we
ain't
the
same
though
(We
ain't
the
same)
Started
off
with
a
Xan',
deuce
all
in
my
Faygo
(I'm
on
a
deuce)
Had
to
hit
my
money
dance,
hit
'em
with
the
Karo
(Money
dance)
Money
coming
out
my
pants,
but
I
don't
really
care
though
(Out
my
pants)
If
she
ever
take
a
glance
you
know
she
coming
home
With
a
nigga
making
hella
bands
and
bitch,
don't
come
alone
(Racks,
bands,
racks)
Unless
your
ass
gon'
bring
another
friend,
'cause
most
out
to
get
boned
I
just
popped
me
another
Xan',
the
shit
gon'
keep
on
going
(Keep
on
goin')
Shoot
your
partner
in
both
his
hands
for
all
that
shit
he
throwing,
shit
he
throwing
Mac
P
Dawg
off
a
Percocet,
like,
"Nigga,
where
we
going?
Where
we
going?"
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