paroles de chanson Members Only! - Cooliecut , Craig Xen , SB , Tankhead , Kid Trunks , Bass Santana , Ratchet Roach

To Bass be the glory
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Members Only be the clique, suck a dick, little bitch
Got money on my cabinet, ain't no time for no bitch
Members Only be the clique, suck a dick, little bitch
Members Only be the clique, suck a dick, little bitch
And I know you bitches see us niggas shine in this shit
And the reason for that, 'cause we grinding for this
Members only be the clique, suck a dick, little bitch
Members only be the clique, suck a dick, little bitch
Members Only in this bitch, suck my dick, little bitch
Bouncing in this bitch, so you know I'm on that fuck shit
Yeah, Boss with double G's and a new chopstick
If a nigga try me, I'mma bust that bitch
Ayy, hol' up, roll-up, in a drop top
Where he at? Bentley lit, that's the hot spot
I'm in this bitch, ayo
Yeah, 'dem boys, you know we
Tryna go home, playa' (What up hoe?)
On the block, hit my jack, where ya comin' through?
You would think I'm B.I.G the way I get the loot
Both eyes wide open, they look at you
Huh, she been acting messy and she think it's cute
That ain't gas in yo' blunt, boy, you smokin' boof
Want a coupe? Wit' my bitch, hangin' out the roof
If it's pressure, we gon' bust, don't play me for a fool
Don't move 'cause my goons clenchin' on the tool
Betty Boop, shawty, she love how I groove
What I do, I know other niggas wanna do
Huh, copy cattin' niggas movin' how I move
When my platoon walk in the room
You better keep it cool
Yuh, huh, yuh, top notch
I'mma crack the nigga, no crack rock, uh
Five-five, uh
Hit a nigga wit' the .4-5-5, uh
Got a nigga runnin' like he hopscotch, uh
I don't talk crazy, I'm about my, uh
Choke a nigga out, 6-1-9
6-1-9
I might black
Just don't call me back, I'mma pop a flat
Make 'em nap
Runnin' fuckin laps, they like "Bass relax"
Where you at?
Where I lay my head is where I lay my stacks
It's the gang
Members Only took ya' soul, no coming back
What you think?
Pull up to the clan hella deep
At the crazy they put you to sleep
My niggas be wilin' they all need a shrink
I got your bitch smiling, she wet like a sink
I'm getting up all in that pussy was pink
I'm smoking exotic
My eyes alla chink
I'm scared of the beat they chop off my ring
Smokin' green like Yoshi
We don't fuck with phonies
Bitch, I feel like Tony
My shoota keep that 40
I can't never trust a hoe, the devil keep no phony
Ya mama run up on me when she wanna be escorted
I hit her, hit her
She call me, "Mister, Mister"
Just the other day she call while
I was fuckin' on her sister
That shit ain't hard, that shit is really simple
Top down, get popped like you a pimple
I can't lie, Ratchet bleedin' like a menstrual
Input, you can't keep up with my mental
My teeth shine, I'mma go right to the dental
She suck my, she gon' blow it like a candle
Blowin' on me like a candle
Suckin' on me like a vacuum
Members Only got a million opponents
But none of them look like a match
Livin' they send us a fact
Triple 6 on the back of the Cadillac
License plate, up and down, 9-10
Ridin' with Roach on tac
Members Only be the clique, suck a dick, lil' bitch
Dope in the air, disappear in the mist
I don't give a damn about this fuckin' rap shit
But I do like they way I sound on my ad-libs
Members Only be the motherfucking clique (Be the clique)
Had to dip and left a message on her lip (On her lip)
Bentley shit, I throw them B's just like I'm sick
Gone through relationships a Tarantino hit
You think she wifey but she bench pressin' them dicks
Master Splinter, boy, the way I hold a stick
I predict me and my niggas gettin' rich
And if you posted like a stamp the you get lit