paroles de chanson Hearse - $ofaygo
If
that
nigga
not
talking
′bout
green,
then
he's
excused
Break
that
lil′
ho
back
and
break
her
heart,
she
said,
"I
miss
you"
Hurry
up,
I'm
there,
and
I
know
just
how
you
feel
That
money
my
love
affair,
pussy
ass
lil'
ho,
farewell
We
missed
you,
Faygo
Sippin′
on
this
Wock′,
please
tell
my
mama
I'm
sorry
(yeah)
Glocky
on
my
hip,
that
pussy
nigga
better
worry
(yeah,
yeah)
Fuck
up
the
lot,
I′m
swerving
(beep,
beep)
Glock
put
a
nigga
in
the
hearse
(brree)
Leave
a
lil'
nigga
in
the
dirt
(fah,
fah,
fah)
Air
Force
1s,
stomp
a
nigga
on
the
curb
(beep)
Fuck
that
opp,
I
knock
his
head
off
first
(grrah),
with
my
Nina
Taking
these
drugs,
I
feel
like
I′m
out
my
mind,
yeah
Lost
in
my
mind,
I
swear
we
lost
some
good
times,
yeah
Left
that
nigga
behind
and
now
they,
they
screaming,
"Why?"
Because,
I
don't
(yeah,
yeah),
yeah,
don′t
give
a
fuck,
nigga
You
ain't
'bout
your
bucks,
I′m
tryna
get
my
funds
up,
nigga
(yeah)
Mama,
don′t
you
worry,
I
got
it
tucked
for
these
lil'
fuck
niggas
And
not
on
God,
no,
I
cannot
trust
these
niggas,
I
got
trust
issues
(yeah)
Yeah,
I
got
trust
issues
(brree)
When
Lil′
Faygo
pull
up
to
the
scene,
it's
an
issue
(brree)
If
that
nigga
not
talking
′bout
green,
then
he's
excused
(skrrt)
Break
that
lil′
ho
back
and
break
her
heart,
she
said,
"I
miss
you"
Hurry
up,
I'm
there,
and
I
know
just
how
you
feel
That
money
my
love
affair,
pussy
ass
lil'
ho,
farewell
I
cannot
just
stand
there
(brrah),
and
get
no
money,
yeah
These
niggas
be
gay,
these
niggas
be
lame,
these
niggas
be
so
damn
bummy
We
not
running
no
trains,
I
promise,
I
put
the
dick
up
in
her
tummy
On
paper,
that′s
just
like
a
mummy
These
niggas
mad
they
ain′t
on
nothin'
Grabbing
that
chopper,
ah-ah
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
Beep,
yeah
(doo,
doo,
doo-doo-doo)
Hurry
up,
I′m
there
Brr,
brree,
dee-dee-dee
Sippin'
on
this
Wock′,
please
tell
my
mama
I'm
sorry
(yeah)
Glocky
on
my
hip,
that
pussy
nigga
better
worry
(yeah,
yeah)
Fuck
up
the
lot,
I′m
swerving
(beep,
beep)
Glock
put
a
nigga
in
the
hearse
(brree)
Leave
a
lil'
nigga
in
the
dirt
(fah,
fah,
fah)
Air
Force
1s,
stomp
a
nigga
on
the
curb
(beep)
Fuck
that
opp,
I
knock
his
head
off
first
(grrah),
with
my
Nina
Taking
these
drugs,
I
feel
like
I'm
out
my
mind,
yeah
Lost
in
my
mind,
I
swear
we
lost
some
good
times,
yeah
Left
that
nigga
behind
and
now
they,
they
screaming,
"Why?"
Because,
I
don′t
(yeah,
yeah),
yeah,
don′t
give
a
fuck,
nigga
You
ain't
′bout
your
bucks,
I'm
tryna
get
my
funds
up,
nigga
(yeah)
Mama,
don′t
you
worry,
I
got
it
tucked
for
these
lil'
fuck
niggas
And
not
on
God,
no,
I
cannot
trust
these
niggas,
I
got
trust
issues
(yeah)
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