Papercutz

Key Glock

    Continúa después del anuncio

    (Wonka secured the bag)
    Glizzock, yeah
    Yeah
    Uh
    (Get the bag, King Wonka)
    Ayy

    Countin' money, papercuts in my fingers
    Young nigga got stripes like a bengal (yeah)
    Married to the money, I'll never be single (uh-uh)
    Ain't no nigga seein' me, john cena (yeah)
    Ran the money up, fucked up my femur (uh)
    Off the block, now I pack out arenas (let's go)
    I take it everywhere, gilbert arenas
    I'm on stage and they reach at my penis (yeah)
    Countin' this money, papercuts in my thumb
    I know ma dukes proud of her son
    Yeah, I fucked around, turned to the one (uh)
    Cutthroat chain and it weigh 'bout a ton (yeah)
    I'm knockin' this bitch out the park, barry bonds (phew)
    All she wanna do is have fun (yeah)
    Yeah, all she wanna do is have fun (have fun)
    This richard cost an arm, and leg
    Yeah, yeah, let's go (yeah)

    Continúa después del anuncio

    I been busy gettin' this dough
    Plant a money tree, watch it grow
    Real p, just sold a bitch hope
    Hit it from the back, sound like she hittin' notes
    She got addicted, she lovin' me more
    This bitch done turned to my favorite ho
    Man, she love when I pull out the cam
    She hate when I pull out, the bitch be like, damn
    I'm in Miami with heat like bam
    I'm mr. Glock, they gon' pull up and blam (glizzock, yeah)
    I want it all, just like uncle sam
    Got blues in my pockets, all of 'em crammed
    If you ain't talkin' 'bout money, then you can scram
    Bye-bye, adios, ciao

    Countin' money, papercuts in my fingers
    Young nigga got stripes like a bengal (yeah)
    Married to the money, I'll never be single (uh-uh)
    Ain't no nigga seein' me, john cena (yeah)
    Ran the money up, fucked up my femur (uh)
    Off the block, now I pack out arenas (let's go)
    I take it everywhere, gilbert arenas
    I'm on stage and they reach at my penis (yeah)
    Countin' this money, papercuts in my thumb
    I know ma dukes proud of her son
    Yeah, I fucked around, turned to the one (uh)
    Cutthroat chain and it weigh 'bout a ton (yeah)
    I'm knockin' this bitch out the park, barry bonds (phew)
    All she wanna do is have fun (yeah)
    Yeah, all she wanna do is have fun (have fun)
    This richard cost an arm, and leg
    Yeah, yeah, let's go (yeah)

    Go, go, go
    Yeah
    Cutthroat la familia
    Yeah

    Información de la canción

    Composición:

    ¿Los datos están equivocados?

    Enviar revisión