paroles de chanson Moncler (feat. Young Thug) - T-Shyne , Young Thug

Let's go Mario
SEX, ooh

Patek I sell?
I got Maybach glasses (Yeah)
Skinny, short, and tall, I like all masses
Flat, plump, and fat, I like all asses (Yeah)
She won't crack a smile, shawty real sassy (Let's go)

Moncler bomber with the tongue saggin' (Yeah)
Moncler boxers with the socks, yeah, bitch
Moncler seats in a big body Bentley (Skrrt-skrrt)
Miss me, bitch, you can't get none of these dividends (Woo)

Twelve million dollars, I can help you spend (Yeah)
Three-point-five, now my crib in (Let's go, ayy)
Ten extra rooms for my kids, bitch (Ten)
Uh, everything fast like I'm from New York, ayy

Bitch, you know I'm a re-cooper, yeah (Woo)
King Tut, I'm King Kunta (Koopa?), ayy (King Tut)
AK47 with the Ruger, ayy (Huh, huh, huh)
Ice on me, it got me cooler, ayy (Woo)
Let her out that car, just like Kuba, ayy (Yeah)

I can teach ya like your tutor, ayy (Yeah)
I came a long way from noodles, ayy
Now I eat sushi and coochie, ayy (Woah, woah)
I can crash out, I can do ya, ayy
In a Hellcat like I'm Nudy, ayy

All my opps wish they could do me, hey (Fuck the opps)
Uh, Nike, boy, let's do it
I can't make a choice (Let's go)
And I want my racks
Watchin' Saints, but you Louis (Let's go)

Niggas actin' tough
'Til they get blowed up like fluids
Big bad wolf, I blew it (Woo)
I just tried to hit her teacher and I almost blew it (Let's do it)
I had to tell her dawg that she tries to choose it (Goddamn)

Pokémon cards, no, racks inside my pocket
I OD on rocks (Yeah)
I OD on Molly (Yeah)
And I keep the Charly
And I ride with Dolly

Patek I sell?
I got Maybach glasses (Yeah)
Skinny, short, and tall, I like all masses
Flat, plump, and fat, I like all asses (Yeah)
She won't crack a smile, shawty real sassy (Let's go)

Moncler bomber with the tongue saggin' (Yeah)
Moncler boxers with the socks, yeah, bitch (Moncler)
Moncler seats in a big body Bentley (Skrrt-skrrt)
Miss me, bitch, you can't get none of these dividends (Woo)

It's me
Pull up to the spot and fuck a bitch, she gonna miss me
He lost his bitch 'cause of me, that shit is not a mystery
I been settin' records in this bitch just like I'm Ripley's
I fucked my opp bitch and then that nigga tried to diss me

Black, white and tan, I like all skin tones (All)
I been havin' 'Gram since my phone had ringtones
I got thirty bitches on the beach just like I'm Sisqo
I just signed a deal with slime and then my fuckin' wrist froze

I fill up a room with vibes, it's nothin'
I fucked on a cougar, that bitch had a husband
I might set a record, fuck hoes by the dozen
These niggas look up and they see me above 'em

I call up my brothers and tell 'em I love 'em
'Cause when we're young, we got heat from the oven
I got plenty hoes and yeah, I be fuckin'
But no matter what, I know that I can't cuff 'em, uh

Patek I sell?
I got Maybach glasses (Yeah)
Skinny, short, and tall, I like all masses
Flat, plump, and fat, I like all asses (Yeah)
She won't crack a smile, shawty real sassy (Let's go)

Moncler bomber with the tongue saggin' (Yeah)
Moncler boxers with the socks, yeah, bitch (Moncler)
Moncler seats in a big body Bentley (Skrrt-skrrt)
Miss me, bitch, you can't get none of these dividends (Woo)