Boat Races - Freddie Gibbs et Boldy James Paroles , lyrics

Paroles de Boat Races de Freddie Gibbs, Boldy James

Boat Races est une chanson de Freddie Gibbs, Boldy James pour laquelle les lyrics ont été ajoutés en août 2013.

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Vous pouvez écouter la chanson de Freddie Gibbs, Boldy James avec la vidéo ci-dessous.

I'm on the first thing smoke, smoking on some dope
That I got from all that O, all my niggas slow-mo
Mr. Mac Millies, we in my Phantom, most dope
It's crack in my drawers, back against the wall, overdose
Michael Jack trill, in Manila Billy O's
Yeah, you all in the court, gets tough, tough kids go
All over a sudden these niggas candy cane
And they sugarcoating the money they making in the hood, they rogue
Caught up in the mall, never even touched a hoe
While I'm under mild drugs only think you fuck your nose
I know some youngins click the up and that's ready to blow
And we don't play them hookers, we are homophobes
It's concrete but you already know the slogan
Abbreviate, my appreciation is a token
Laughing all the way to the bank, no lacking the loafer
Keep a couple addicts to get a new package of dope
Paying taxes to full bands, slapping with no hand
Hand to hand, hand the samples out, that's free promotion
Jealousy is a weak emotion, picture me rolling
Speedboat on the beach, oh shit, at the boat race

Gangsta G, 87 cut smoke
Ship it off and get my pocket used to bust it open
Hennessey and Coca Cola keep a nigga low key
I slow it up promethazine, I finna go potion
Potion, drug dealer and abuser
I used to get up and pop all the oxycontin then get suited
String it in my weed cause I was way too scared to do it
Live in a movie like a young don, serving heron, shooting
Shooting sugar limbs out with sake, then the nigga popping
Shit is heating for you bastards
I'm throwing 'em on the Glock
And leave my nigga cop the Cola, the soda and yo locking everything
I slip my feet in new sneakers like Mr. Roberts, bitch
Hold me down to poster child for parents visual
My kitchen now you noticed that this shit be in the air
You buy the first, I front the second, call me in a pair
Stepping on the back, I break these birds off like Kevin Whiff, bitch

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