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Ooh-ooh. Shout Stone Cold, baby. Stone Cold killer. That's a trap. On the phone. On the trap. Woke up to a fresh start. I ain't even at the best part. Out of bed, still thumbin' cheese. Probably fell asleep countin' these. Get dressed to the beat, I'm vibin'. Grab keys to the whip, I'm mobbin'. Switch lanes, no weavin', bobbin'. Stone Cold, but I'm 'bout it, 'bout it. Hit the bank phone, cut the check. Four chain hangin' on my neck. Goddamn, you know I love to flex. Touchdown like a runnin' back. Get paper like forty-two. Spend dirt on the boys in blue. Catch a case, I ain't tell the truth. Made bail, I'ma have to move. Ayy, let me pop the lid off this motherfucker. Hey, a Only need about one jug anymore. Now, and I'm coolin'. Bounce back with my new Plug, just pickin' up where they flew in. That's a big bag full of O's. I kick back on the phone. Got that price now for the low, man. Hit my line, better let it go. Yeah, that's that good shit. I did everything you wish you would, kid. Finna learn a lesson on my style, I feel So hood rich. Switchin' out my fifties for them Hundreds really does this. Two biddies wanna give me neck while we in Public, ugh. Ugh, you know what I'm sayin'? Gettin' them biddies All the time. I hit up the trap phone, Got biddies. Hit up the real phone, got biddies. Hit my, hit my line phone, got biddies. Right. You know, I'm tryna be a solid dude. Yeah. But these motherfuckers keep callin' me back. Been somethin' 'bout bitches makin' moves. Go and buy yourself somethin' new. Matter fact, treat yourself to a new bag. So you can move packs with me too. No, I ain't playin' games with your mind. That's why you can't waste my time. Knew what it was 'fore you signed up. I'm somethin' money can't buy. IQ mix splash, somethin' heavy what I'm sippin' on. I'm layin' back up at the pad, countin' up The cash. Thumbin' through my trap phone. Hatin' on me, catch a dial tone. It's nuts to go backbone. You biz-na' motherfuckers ain't 'bout shit. Sittin' at the bus stop, mind your guy. They you flexin' without no money, no cars, no Hoes, no-Tell you that never change. I hope you soakin' up the game. 'Bout to pull up with a Yukon. You better have that money when I swang. Two pound, what I call a rebound. Organic salmon on my plate. I been drinkin', 'bout a few rounds, so I Had the Uber out the way. Now I'm bustin' Booty for the next hour. Jacuzzi coolin' at the lake. Lookin' like 2006 in my Audi, dodgin' at baby's Place. I'm busy hangin' at the bank. Up inside the vault, somethin' like a motion Picture. Lot of diamonds and jewels and paper. Take a moment just to guess that figure. Ooh-ooh. That's time right there. That's it right there.
GOOSE — Bout It Bout It
«Bout It Bout It» — GOOSE. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 2:20. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
