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Тут найдется любой текст песни: Исполнитель: Lil Wayne
Песня: Hold Up feat. T-Streets
Добавил: Гость
Lil Wayne – Hold Up feat. T-Streets 0Bitch im me, American gangsta weezy F baby, born in a manger trouble is my friend, i aint far in the danger Clip full of wings, turn you boys into angels shoot ya in your halo, shoot you like halo …New orleans A-hole, Flee-o, Fuego all about my bread like bagels, they know Im raw like ?, ball like gay hoes weed so strong its like i twist tornadoes spit like 9′s, 4 5th’s, and 3 8 oh’s niggas want problems, well i am problematic Its back to pickin cotton cause you niggas cotton candy ima east side damu, deep water shamoo shoot you from your head to your shoulders, shampoo Kush and the bamboo, pussy in the bedroom pass that bitch down like an heirloom, Tunechi Hold up [x4] [Chorus] Huslte till night fall Party till Sunrise Guns in the boxs? dont make this a gun fight Fuck them other niggas Fuck then niggas bitches Been with real Shit (?) Trigga Finger itches [x2] [T-Streets Verse 2] Bitch im streets, I rep that east Gimmie the beef, I’ll Put the beef in da grease Kush in the sweets, Bitch in the sheets I fucked that bitch mission complete Real nigga talk, Gangsta conversation Im a real nigga dont fuck wit immitations Young Money nigga aint no limatations I dont play games niggas simulations Which one of yall niggas say ya bout it? Its a fucked up world T streets take ya out it Thats word to the glock.. Glock in my sock ???? better stop at the dot [Lil Wayne Verse 3] Uhh Married to the money, welcome to the reception She came with problems, Fuck it thats my step sons Sleepin in the Maybach, Wake me when the jet come And i keep the toast turn yo ass to bread crumbs lyrics courtesy of www.killerhiphop.com Uhh based on a true story, i got a million flows they aint even 2 storys Sleepin on the edge, I hope i dont toss and turn Shoot down the early bird thats how i get the worm Real nigga university.. Alumni Just check my watch and the bitch says sometimes She say when im in her feels like im soul searchin And they say money talks, well its my spoke person Uhh grab a star from the sun roof I fuck her in her dreams and make her come true Young Money is the power Send my B’s at you like a motherfuckin flower [Chorus] Huslte till night fall Party till Sunrise Gun in the boxs? dont make this a gun fight Fuck them other niggas Fuck then niggas bitches Been with real Shit (?) Trigga Finger itches [x2] [End] |
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