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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
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Stt Laurentt
Rap
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Laurent Formica
Laurent Formica
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Mixed By Daniel
Mixed By Daniel
Mischtechniker:in

Lyrics

Let's talk about it, let's talk about it Baby went too hard up on this beat I don't wanna pic she sayin' please Yeah I go too hard up in these streets Ain't no motherfuckers stoppin' me Man your shit is getting old Get and go I just know you cappin' when you toting poles Get a bag I hit the road Man the show is over I ain't catchin' cov Man it's just a cold Someone call the medics bro Cause she blowin' over She just say I like it when I bend it over She done know where I been and gone Man she like a hover I was shootin' shots like I was Dellavedova First you actin' like you fuckin' didn't know When it all come out, I bet the stories told They ask where you at, I bet you in a choker She ask where I'm at, I'm sayin' baby hold up I be rappin' on these bitches, get the pole bruh yeah Hear you rappin, man your shit is getting old yeah, yeah I'm to hot they thinkin' I be gettin' solar, yeah Shawty press her ass against it, give me boners I can't help myself, pussy wet a spell Try to make me nut in her she want me reeled Catching flows, no bae I can't be catchin' feels I'ma sort you out, go pay your debts for real Ain't no time to testify Get it slide Yeah I'm tryna get you in my bed tonight Baby can we catch a vibe Can we spend some time I don't think this SRT gon' slide alright Know this Cartier gon' shine Fuck a suit and tie Pick you up we slidin' in my street attire Gucci Prada tell me what's the issue I don't wanna give no fair dismissals I don't need more time Man I'm doin' fine I know that you wish you could be me but boy just pick your side Boy you ugly, go and check yourself, just go and sanitize I ain't be resentful I just be relentless Talk about it, bringin' up these issues every fuckin' time You a man, what's that on your face? Why you fuckin' cryin? Check your watch and check up on that shit, man it's a fuckin' lie I ain't lookin' up to motherfuckers they admire mine Lookin' up to motherfuckers, they admire mine I just see him lookin' at my watch, I know they like the shine I'm the hottest rapper in this shit, I'm gonna get my time They said if you keep on goin' at it you gon' get your light Yeah, yeah I see motherfuckers stop and stare See him in the rear, stay clear I ain't showin' fuckers no fear Man, your shit is getting old Get and go I just know you cappin' when you toting poles Get a bag I hit the road Man the show is over I ain't catchin' cov Man, it's just the cold Someone call the medics bro Cause she blowin' over She just say I like it when I bend it over
Writer(s): Laurent Formica Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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