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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
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Trace H Adkins
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I take you all the fuckin' half
Come on, come on, guns on him
Who do you think you're fuckin' with, man?
I'm Tony Montana!
You fuck with me, you're fuckin' with the best
You fuckin' with the best
Put the pressure on 'em, I don't even gotta flex
Step up in the building, motherfuckers get impressed
Got a high IQ, and an Uzi, come and test (ooh)
Melodies and rap, ain't no matter, I'm the best
When I sing, make you hoe wanna go and have sex (yeah-yeah!)
Talk a lot of shit, 'til I get 'em in the booth
And they freeze, can't speak, like they all got strapped, goddamn!
You rock a chain and a watch for the clout
Savin' my money, 'cause that's what I'm 'bout
Who am I kiddin'? Got different accounts
I'm Tony Montana, and I'm puttin' you down
You just want a hand out, fuck that (fuck that, no!)
Spendin' too much money, better cut back (cut back, no!)
Oh, you wan' smoke, bitch? I love that
Click record and hear the gun, clark-clark
Whoa, callin' my phone
Whoa, bitch, leave me alone
God-damn, callin' my phone
God-damn, leave me alone!
Whoa, whoa, callin' my phone (phone)
Goddamn, leave me alone (grr, ay!)
Callin' my phone
Whoa, bitch, leave me alone!
No stress on me
I keep a bad bitch with me, and I do it with ease (yo)
I keep a whole mob with me, like I play for a team (yeah, yeah)
And they'll shoot first, if you start to fuckin' with me (hey-hey)
I got the Gucci, Louis, Prada, when I step on the scene
Oh, you big mad, quick, somebody caught him astray
I was down, ain't nobody wanna call me the link
And now, I'm up, everybody wantin' something from me
But now, I'm gone
Big win, and get a ring, hoe (yo)
So much, now they callin' me a cheat code (dough-dough)
Might slide to the party with a freak hoe
Scratch that, slide and make your own bitch deep throat, uh
This ain't even on my best shit (got it done)
Prolly make you motherfuckers hit the exit (hey!)
Just know I'm comin' for the rest, bitch
Wait, just wait for my next shit (hey)
Whoa, callin' my phone
Whoa, bitch, leave me alone (okay)
Goddamn, callin' my phone
Goddamn, leave me alone
Whoa, whoa, callin' my phone (phone)
God-damn, leave me alone (grr, ay)
Callin' my phone
Whoa, bitch, leave me alone!
Haha
Beat it, lil' bitch
Writer(s): Trace Adkins
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