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Yeah. Ecstatic Select. You left me for somebody else. Magic City, I'm with Tity Boy. She ain't never seen a sleazy boy. Just might throw a fifty ball. I don't really think they get the boy. I don't really think she get me. Pulled up, Lamb chop iced out, on my hip Was a switchy. Outside, really risky. Bad bitches come and fish me. I just fucked a nigga bitch, hope he don't Find out and try to diss me. End up in a bag stitchy. Rolls Royce umbrella. Turn the spot to Coachella. Saw my ex on Twitter with a nigga hoe, You can do better. Graduated from a felon, Smellin' just like Aaron the Reverend. I go Rick Owens leather. I go Mason Margiela. I smoke back to back just like traffic in Bad weather. Somebody ask me how many hustles, I got several. Belzers, I got several. Raw paper filled with seven. Ever since Akron Legends, bitch, I been a legend. Don't believe me, you can Google me, talkin' Oodle-noodle me. Bought tour everything like it was Two of me, don't you agree? Ask Magic, I been him. Ask Onyx, I been him. Same thing with the flame synonym, Candyland, I cane shrimp. Pocket space say boss man, I ain't talkin' 'bout D Low. Pull up in a Lamb chop eatin' lamb chops With a freak ho. You left somebody else. Lamb chops with chops a freak ho. Magic City, I'm with Tity Boy. She ain't never seen a sleazy boy. She ain't never seen Just might throw a fifty Ball. I don't really think they get the boy. I don't really think they get the boy. I don't really think she get me. Pulled up, Lamb chop iced out, on my hip Was a switchy. Outside, really risky. Bad bitches come and fish me. I just fucked a nigga bitch, hope he don't Find out and try to diss me. End up in a bag stitchy. Yeah. You ain't gonna end dead, nigga. Yeah, Steve. Put a motherfucker under. Make your whole block crumble. Run through your pack, make you fumble. I'm ballin' hard all summer. I'm cookin' hard 'round the corners. I'm keepin' it street and I'm gettin' this money, The only thing a nigga honor. And I don't trust these niggas, these niggas Bitch-made, actin' like they mama. And I'm gettin' a lot of commas. Gotta fuck with a condom. Long as they go print it, I'ma spend it, Nigga done being humble. I'm with the Candyland with some rubber bands, she Wanna see it rain. Yeah. I was in NYC. Told 'em, "Star, it's me." Yeah, yeah, yeah. Strip club with a thick girl. Let me see you put your wrist up. You left Me for somebody else. Can you remember the rain? Can you remember the rain?
2 Chainz, Cash Cobain, Young Nudy — Reign
«Reign» — 2 Chainz, Cash Cobain, Young Nudy. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:05. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
