Текст песни Killa - Jayson Lyric

She December cold, killa′ cold
Grand reaper out here stealing souls
Still we laid up like a finger roll
You gotta make sure if her nigga home
I be feeling wrong but this ass that I'm feeling on
You can sit a million on
You can sit a building on
She my weakness but the feelings strong

Got damn you a killa′ (Killa' killa' killa′ killa′)
Easy on the trigger
All I ask is you don't treat me like throw away
Take it easy on a nigga
Got damn you a killa′ (Killa' killa′ killa' killa′)
Now you messing with a nigga peace
All I wanted was a little piece
My little squeeze love to let it squeeze (Fye)

I'ma beat it like ba-dum-bum-bum-bum
I'ma beat it like you owe a nigga something
If I tell her come she guaranteed to cum
Got her speaking in tongues
There′s power in the tongue
It ain′t over till the fat lady's sung
Had her scrambling like that pussy on the run
She suck it slow, I touch her throat
She bend it over, she touch her toes

Got damn you a killa′ (Killa' killa′ killa' killa′)
Easy on the trigger
All I ask is you don't treat me like throw away
Take it easy on a nigga
Got damn you a killa' (Killa′ killa′ killa' killa′)
Now you messing with a nigga peace
All I wanted was a little piece
My little squeeze love to let it squeeze (Fye)

Why you do em' like that
You ain′t have to do em' like that
Why you do em′ like that
Girl you ain't have to kill em' like that
Why you do em′ like that
You ain′t have to kill em' like that like (Hey)
Why you do em′ like that
Man you ain't have to kill em′ like that (Yea)

Got damn you a killa'
Easy on the trigger
All I ask is you don′t treat me like throw away
Take it easy on a nigga (Real)