paroles de chanson trees - Chanel Rose , kurtains , Zootzie

DJ Kurtains
Angel, angel, angel
SLOWSILVER03
Hey Kurtains do that lil' thing you be doin', init?

You can see me in a club, with my fellas
Roll- rollin up a blunt smokin hella
Tre-tre-tree
C-cut 'em off get squeezed
And I scoped on your bruv
He like to talk on Twitter
Blah, blah, blah, just stop, bro, shut up
You're cheap, c-c-c-couldn't beat me
You can see me in the club, with my fellas
Roll- rollin' up a blunt, smokin' hella
Tre-tre-tree
C-cut 'em off get squeezed
And I scoped on your bruv
He like to talk on Twitter
Blah, blah, blah, just stop, bro, shut up
You're cheap, c-c-c-couldn't beat me

Fly away in the dark
Baby, watch out, I'ma killer
Fuck me outside between the night and the river
Hundred thousand people tryna run away
I was trippin' for a while, and I'm not the same
Wait, over seas, it delivers
Tick, tick, tok on the clock 'fore you feel us
It's me, they watchin' me like, "cheese"
Now baby, it's a killer
I'mma peace out watch it fall off
Poison on the table, heart attack, not the alcohol
Watch out for me, baby, can you see?
John
Look, run away now
I'm not always gonna become obsessed with the ground
Me, I'ma just see

Walk through, gang gang, buddy what's your problem?
(Zootzie!) I just nutted, then she swallow (03?)
Fast car, yeah, you know I'm racing
S-s-swear you got money, then lemme take it
She said, "Zootzie, you a killer"
She say, "please don't take these drugs, it could kill us"
To his body, to his liver
N-n-nigga, you the loser, I'ma winner
I say— I say— I say, fuck it you could take it all
Aye, aye ah, face down, she gon' take it off
And bitch I'm too high, think they laced it, oh
Guap and the money, in case

Trees (hi Dopa!)
Trees

You can see me in a club, with my fellas
Roll- rollin up a blunt smokin hella
Tre-tre-tree
C-cut 'em off get squeezed
And I scoped on your bruv
He like to talk on Twitter
Blah, blah, blah, just stop, bro, shut up
You're cheap, c-c-c-couldn't be me
You can see me in a car, with my fellas
Roll- rollin up a blunt smokin hella
Tre-tre-tree
C-cut 'em off get squeezed
And I scoped on your bruv
Blah, blah, blah, just stop, bro, shut up
You're cheap, c-c-c-couldn't be me