Текст песни
I Was In the front row sitting on the bucket Y'all Got caught up, ate my dick, I'm saying shit, Your food's smoking Now I'm on my way to Texas and I got a bunch weed getting real Sick right now and smoking, hey, all the time I made it dirty, the coke done hit the Bathroom And I'm so fucked up, my shit is All blurry So I'ma having some more of that Dope It's been fifty bucks, I'm feeling sick But Listen, them police can't play Fuck me, kill a Bitch Buster niggas talking shit, Can't back it up Round up the kitty, serve Our little shit, I don't give a fuck High On your ass 'til you call me out I Spit that weapon back into your motherfucking mouth I don't give a fuck, see, them police can't Catch me You niggas on banana peels, always getting Bullet sleeps Clout in that motherfucking face where It hurts the most Leave a nigga's shirt soaked 'cause I wore That Fucking Sauce
Summer Of Haze — Classica Creepymane Remix
«Classica Creepymane Remix» — Summer Of Haze. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 2:21. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
