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Mic check, I'm a veteran on killer Stacking up The money, bitch, I'm counting my skrilla Better let 'em know I'm about to pull up with the Filler That's a regular, you a fucking goofy, Not a dealer I'm diving in the water with My dick baptized Hit it from the back, now Lil' shorty need to have time Bitch, I'm creeping And I'm lurking on your motherfucking side And I'm Putting in the work, I got the thirty just To watch you ride Going birdie with the Motherfucking birdie In the whip and the whip, it's Looking like Giannis Antetokounmpo wanna suck it Like I whip it and she farting But I Do not want the bitch, she ain't always looking Party Spin with the Glock 'til my trigger finger Hurting Fired it with that pistol his head and Now it's curtain You Lincoln in theater Put a Fucking bullet through his head and now it's even Worse And you beg for a feature Claiming that You God, but you stuck in the bleachers Down Your knees like you pray to the preacher She Want a bag, tell your bitch I could teach Her I don't got respect for no pussy motherfucker I could never kick it with a weak little Sucker You dumb little bitch, you a stupid Motherfucker Fronting on the net, could you please Shut the fuck up? 'Cause I came with the Crew, I know you don't want it Yeah, he Came with the crew, he know you don't want It All motherfuckers make me sick to my stomach All you losing motherfuckers make a sick to his Stomach You talking 'bout the that you cannot do, Who are you? Pull up nigga, rather leave him On the deck and blue I do not care What you say, I'm attacking you Ride with that Thirty, your mansion is collapsing too 'Cause I came With the crew, I know you don't want it Yeah, he came with the crew, he know you Don't want it All losing motherfuckers make me sick To my stomach All you losing motherfuckers make a Sick to his stomach 'Cause I came with the Crew, I know you don't want it Came with The crew, he know you don't want it All You losing motherfuckers make me sick to my stomach All you losing motherfuckers make a sick to his Stomach
Towa, CLOUDYMANE, Sadfriendd — Feels Just Like It Should
«Feels Just Like It Should» — Towa, CLOUDYMANE, Sadfriendd. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 1:58. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
