paroles de chanson Talkin Fax! - ljp2900

Goin up, goin up
Ugp we goin up
Goin up, yea yea

Got me taking packs to the airport
I'm off a perky lying on the floor
Got me pulling out my racks inside the prada store
Got me pulling out the cash from the bedroom drawer
She know that I'm talkin fax
Fuck yo bitch you took her back
She mad that I'm in the trap
Pop em with a 40 mac
All that shit you talkin cap
She gon sit on top my lap
I was outside servin packs
They thought I was in a frat

What the fuck is you talking bout I ain't on shit
Imma hop up in my civic I was servin up the bricks
I was walking with a limp like I gotta take a shit
Only reason cuz I got some drugs in my ricks
Now we runnin down the plug with a stick
Ion really mind hitting jugs for a fix
Meet me at the spot with the dough we getting lit
I been getting guap with my bros we getting rich

Got me taking packs to the airport
I'm off a perky lying on the floor
Got me pulling out my racks inside the prada store
Got me pulling out the cash from the bedroom drawer
She know that I'm talkin fax
Fuck yo bitch you took her back
She mad that I'm in the trap
Pop em with a 40 mac
All that shit you talkin cap
She gon sit on top my lap
I was outside servin packs
They thought I was in a frat