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He pushes the bomb. I be calling plays like Madden. That cash, I gotta have it. Flyer than Aladdin, yeah, every day I'm stacking. A 'Rari with a baddie, she classy, She nasty. GetBackGang, don't panic, My diamonds damn her panties. High as fuck, still ain't landed, can't stand me. Take a seat then, I pass bitches underhand then. This bitch tryna eat it 'cause my diamonds look Like candy. I hang with a grim reaper like Billy and Mandy. These niggas act like bitches, your whole gang is Full of lil' girls. G19 with the flat back button come in handy. I just pitched a bitch up, she ain't fuck, I left her stranded. Chopping bitches nothing, this shit easy like Toukán. Uh, from a baby, trapping like the 80s. I just chopped some thick shit from the back, This bitch look Asian. My trap get outdated, screaming, "Fuck you paid." Diamonds on my neck be going crazy like they Raging. She thought I was paying for that pussy, Girl, forget it. Stay up on the sidewalk, Keep your feet up off the pavement. He read it then he faded away like Tracy McGrady. Raised by my mama and my granny, Them my babies. Bored ass bitches swear they lit, These hoes be basic. Nigga with a attitude, dressed up like a Raider. And I ain't tryna kick it with you, nigga, Where the paper? Drive a hundred thousand dollar Foreign like a skater. Every day I wake up, pussy, you know Trap Got something for sale. I grab my cleats, Get in that field, this ain't no NFL. Bring your ho around, she get nailed, nigga, I Do this shit so swell. Reach for something, I Wish you well. Least she stank like, "What's that Smell?" I'm a street nigga, can't you tell? This here pounds off the bell. Take a risk up in the air before I Ever try to bail. Run my city like the mayor. Niggas old and they washed up and they stale. Man, these niggas I'm with, they solid. Man, these niggas, they some players. Yeah, big ol' five all is well. Hustle like this, get your pockets swelled. Hustle like this, get your pockets swole. My head so good, gave her honor roll. I ran the shit up, I'm on a roll. Yeah, back on tour, yeah, I'm back on the Road. Used to sell out boats, now I sell Out shows. Ayy, let's go, let's go, let's go. Let's get it, stop playing. Ayy, what would you do for them bands? Put that on you and your mans. M. O. B., I won't give her a chance. Family reunion, my diamonds dance. Cutthroat La Familia. This bitch thicker than a horse, I just tore Her kitty up. Waka's a pure bad.
PaperRoute Woo, Key Glock, Zo Trapalot — Playaz Circle
«Playaz Circle» — PaperRoute Woo, Key Glock, Zo Trapalot. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 2:34. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
