Lud Foe - Find Me (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Lud Foe - Find Me (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
It's chilly I wear Gucci
bomber, the Ferragamo
You're broke, we got nothin' in common
I'm not responding
Fuck a check up on some diamonds
I asked her where she want my kids, she
Investigators lookin' for me
They'll never find me
Please tell me that shit fell up
out they pockets, skinny man
That's why I'm shining
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Investigators lookin' for me
" without permission that they
Smoking on a blunt, the
same size as my son
Flip flop paint, watch
it change in the sun
Pyrex pot, left a first degree burn
Forgiato's big so they rub when I turn
Paid a pretty penny for my
necklace and my charm
The shit that I'm sellin',
it's life threatening
Junkies eat the dope for breakfast
Like jam and jelly
Hit the gas, puttin' a hurtin'
on these Pirelli's
Servin' junkies powdered dope
She choose, but her lips ain't
Gave me a chubby belly
move, I read her eyes,
Let's find my wrist in the pot
Water whip like I'm a chemist
No, you ain't no motherfuckin' trapper
Four stoves cookin' bitch don't
touch it while it's hot
In the trap, feelin' like O-Dog,
I got buckshots and a shotty
watchin' hits I did on camera
I'm going Scottie
Set up shop on the opps while
Out on papers with a 922G sittin'
Wait outside in a hot car
We full throttle
Throw your ass a brick of quick sand
That's how I got 'em
Tats, yeah, on my face
That let you know I'm gang, gang
Ask D40 with the infrared bang
I'm out on papers with a fully
But this watch that I'm wearing
a 100, but it's plain
It's chilly I wear Gucci
bomber, the Ferragamo
(Blrrrd, that blrrrd)
I'm not responding
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I just ordered a gun store, nobody ain't
got more chops than us (On God)
Play around me tough luck
You must be a dumb fuck
Engine in the trunk, trunk
Luggage in the front, front
Bitch so thick
See the ass from the front, front
Send your homie off and get his head
Willie Lump, Lump
I like my bitches ratchet, they
freaky and they nasty
I might you rob you for all that shit
You think you finna tax me
Club going up, up
Comin' through the side door
Shoot your block up, up
Pull up in that slide door
Dope fiends everywhere
Even in the bathroom
I bankroll on my teacher
KD patient, he might spank
VV's on my neck and wrist,
it's just a costume
It's chilly I wear Gucci
bomber, the Ferragamo
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