paroles de chanson This That - Upchurch

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Hey, if you got one, light that bitch up motherfucker
Hahaha, yeah

This that ridin' 'round for no reason
Got the windows a tad cracked and I'm chiefin', yeah-yeah
This that rooftop with a speaker
Blue dream and a Swisher, full moon, never clearer, yeah-yeah
This that ridin' 'round for no reason
Got the windows a tad cracked and I'm chiefin', yeah-yeah
This that rooftop with a speaker
Blue dream and a Swisher, full moon, never clearer, yeah

This that Optimo, that Oldsmobile
This that pull up by myself, no security with mе, no, not here
This that I don't take ordеrs, I don't take shit
I been drinkin' water and hittin' that gym
2021, I be goin' real big
So big, they be like, "How you carry that shit?"

Dog, I been stressin', now the stress gone
Struttin' in the game years long
Had a bunch of people try me
Now them same lames, yeah, they all gone
Drop a project, let my team know
You fuck a duck, I'm with ten swans
This the level that you hatin'
Motherfuckers wish I was not on

Yeah-yeah, but we ain't worried 'bout you
The cheese we own be blue
And you can't fit these shoes, yeah
Yeah, we ain't worried 'bout you
Chevy got a Phantom roof
And the south side got me too

This that ridin' 'round for no reason
Got the windows a tad cracked and I'm chiefin', yeah-yeah
This that rooftop with a speaker
Blue dream and a Swisher, full moon, never clearer, yeah-yeah
This that ridin' 'round for no reason
Got the windows a tad cracked and I'm chiefin', yeah-yeah
This that rooftop with a speaker
Blue dream and a Swisher, full moon, never clearer, yeah

This that "Oh shit, there's a cop on my bumper"
This that two 12s in a ported box, got the slap soundin' like thunder
This that ah-hah, that fuck you, this middle finger when I pass dudes
There's a lifestyle that I attach to and when the world ends, I'm still that dude
Mr. backwoods, Mr. Tennessee, Mr. ain't no tellin' what I'm finna be
Goin' down in Music City history for tellin' mainstream to go suck a D
All this southern comfort, baby, up for free
Especially when you rollin' well as me
It's 6-1-5 until the grass ain't green
I'm the farms, rivers, hills, and the creeks

Yeah-yeah, but we ain't worried 'bout you
The cheese we own be blue
And you can't fit these shoes, yeah
Yeah, we ain't worried 'bout you
Chevy got a Phantom roof
And the south side got me too

This that ridin' 'round for no reason
Got the windows a tad cracked and I'm chiefin', yeah-yeah
This that rooftop with a speaker
Blue dream and a Swisher, full moon, never clearer, yeah-yeah
This that ridin' 'round for no reason
Got the windows a tad cracked and I'm chiefin', yeah-yeah
This that rooftop with a speaker
Blue dream and a Swisher, full moon, never clearer, yeah