Текст песни Perignon Sippin - M.A.B.

I take her out, bouta bust a move
What′s the smell that's that jimmy Choo
That′s why these men try to get at you
But she by my side she my Pikachu
Take her out the earth she in mercury
Winter time bur I don't cur, I rock Burberry
Cuttin up the white like its surgery
She my baby girl I ain't talkin bout no nursery
Whole club pack, gotta make these bitches dance
MABeezy baby I done got up in my trance
Did this independent I don′t need yo advance
I told em Dream Or die now they diein off the xans
Talkin all that hate and now you irkin me
M.A.B. That Nigga know you heard of me
Rappin under oath this ain′t no purgery
Came from a G lab, shout out Germany

Perigon sippin
Flyer then a pigeon
Birds steady flippin
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Check just how I'm drippin
Fur coat fitted
Want it so I get it
If you hatin stop trippin

Bitches want me cuz the money up
Keep on talkin now we comin up
In my zone I′m off double cup
Told em dead all of that funny stuff
Baby Issa rocket, ever had space sex?
Blast off space X, I collect straight checks
How far will I get, if I die for respect?
DMV what I rep, Chitown what I rep
In the deepest of the depths, of the nights that you slept
Jot the Plot as I crept As quiet as kept
Every hit is for the set, Dream Or Die that's the set
This ain′t nothin this is prep, or the very first step
On the track I spit facts on it
Whats my odds I put a rack on it
Put a Millie up on my La famila
Filling up a henna cup you are not affiliate

Perigon sippin
Flyer then a pigeon
Birds steady flippin
1 day shipping
Check just how I'm drippin
Fur coat fitted
Want it so I get it
If you hatin stop trippin