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Дата випуску: 15.06.2015
Вікові обмеження: 18+
Мова пісні: Англійська
Blurry |
Ask grandma for fifty, grandma she gave me a hundred |
I ran off with the money, then brought back some money |
Smoking green dope shit reekin like fried onions |
I take any money, hoes, money, hoes, money |
I be trapping, I ain’t lacking, nigga I ain’t worried |
I will let my Glock blow, nigga I ain’t scared |
I’m a warrior with a thirty, nigga I ain’t Curry |
Check out my watch nigga my diamonds nigga, they ain’t blurry |
I was in volcanos eating on some curry |
But wanting to hit thirty-four bitch that’s Eddy Curry |
I’m still smoking loud even though you hear me |
Bitch I’m in the field White Sox Paul Konerko |
Get my hittas on you, Ronald Belasario |
To that bitch that gave me head last night nerdy ho |
Throwing money in the club I’m a pitcher run your’s up |
And I swear my watch a thot, it is a lil flirty ho |
Pull up doing hits, eating on some cereal |
White chocolate, white milk, red cheerios |
Shoot the red guts out a nigga material |
Bitch I’m trapping in my trap dancing like Lil TerRio |
White 'vette, pull up red interior |
Engine too damn loud, I’m not hearing ya |
Four nickel on my hip, I’m not fearing ya |
Hollows hit your face it’s bacteria |
Bitch I’m trapping out the hemi-a |
Bitch I’m trapping with the semi tucked |
Got a thousand for a hundred pack then pick it up |
Nigga said can he be Glo I’m not feeling ya |
Bitch I’m in the trap I’m counting all these silly bucks |
Dirty money, but it came in clean as fuck |
All this jewelry on got me blinging up |
Nigga want war, tell him send it up |