Charlie: Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael. Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you. My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload. Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos. My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael. Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you. My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload. Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though.
Leondre: You stuck in the friend zone. I tell that four-five.The fifth,ayy Hunnid bands inside my shorts.Dechino the shit,ayy. Try to stuff it all in.But it don't even fit,ayy. Know that I been with the shits.Ever Since a jit,ayy. I made my first milion,I'm like. ''shit this is it,''ayy.30 for a walk through ,man.We had that bitch lit,ayy.Had so many bottles.Gave ugly girl a sip.Out the window of the benzo. We get seen in the rent.
Charlie: And I'm like "Woah, man, my neck so goddamn cold” Diamonds wet, my t-shirt soaked I got homies, let it go, oh My money thick, won't ever fold She said, "Can I have some to hold?" And I can't ever tell you no.
Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you. My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos. My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael. Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you. My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload. Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though.
My roof look like a no-show.Got diamonds by the boatload.Don't act like my friend.When I'm rollin' through my ends,though.
Leondre: The Ap goin' psycho.My rollie goin'brazy.I'm hittin' lil' mama. She wanna have my babies.It's fifty on the pinky.Chain so stanky. You should see the whip.Promise I can take yo' bitch. Dolla ridin' in an old school Chevy, it's a drop top. Boolin' with a thot-thot, she gon' give me top-top.Just one switch, I can make the ass drop.Take you to the smoke shop. We gon' get high.We gon' hit rodeo.Call up Valentino.We gon' hit Pico. Take you where I'm from.Take you to the slums.This ain't happen overnight.No,these diamonds real bright.Saint laurent jeans.Still iny my vans though.All VVSs,put you in a necklace.Girl,you look beautiful tonight.Stars ont he roof.They matching with the jewels.
Charlie: Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael. Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you. My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload. Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos. Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael. Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you. My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload. Don't act like you my friend.When I'm rollin' through my ends,though.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
