Future - AYE SAY GANG (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Future - AYE SAY GANG (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
Pluto, yeah, Pluto, yeah (Yeah)
Pluto, yeah (Ayy, say gang)
Fifteen karat wedding ring, ain't
even married yet (Ayy, say gang)
I just bought a bad bitch, I'm such
a cash man (Ayy, say gang)
Countin' up so much dog shit it look
like cow shit (Ayy, say gang)
Just popped another X pill, I need
to be cautious (Ayy, say gang)
Shorty want it down in her lungs, chew
a nigga up like gum (What up?)
Skeeted until I got numb, I was
so high, I couldn't feel
when I cum (Ayy, say gang)
Trap full of bricks and bread,
came from the blocks
servin' crumbs (Yeah)
Seven dollar pull up in the
slum, gotta motivate a young
nigga doin' numbers
Youngin put a switch on a gun, head
off, sound like a bomb (Brrt)
Slime a bitch out, of course,
promise I ain't never
gon' turn on my brother
Everything goes, ain't
gotta snipe no hoes
Went through the lows, now I'm
'bout to go and cop 'em both
Cooking out the Pyrex, young
nigga sippin' on Hi-Tech
Fly like a pilot, custom
made Louis, all ostrich
Went and got a gaffer, ain't
have to sell my masters
Riding with a smacker, turn your little
kid to a bastard (What it do?)
Whole lot of cash, yeah, it barely
can fit in the bag (Yeah)
Count up these bands, yeah, count
up so fast they crash (Ayy)
I got these suicide bombers, they
ready to smash (Suicide)
Wipe a nigga nostril, wasn't nothing
but an imposter (Yeah)
Top Don Dada, so I got a bad
bitch roster (Yeah, yeah)
Soon as I pulled up, everybody
'round me poured up
The drink got no cut, fuck around,
a nigga might doze off
Spot with no furniture, walk through
the bitch got bowls out (Yeah)
Look like a stash spot, this
that one, we roll out
The one you don't know about, she
so bad she don't need no clout
Fifteen karat wedding ring, ain't
even married yet (Hold on)
Countin' up so much dog shit
it look like cow shit
Skeeted until I got numb, I
was so high, couldn't feel
when I cum (Ayy, say gang)
Trap full of bricks and bread,
ayy (Ski), came from the block
servin' crumbs (Yeah)
Seven dollar pull up in the slum,
that'll motivate 'em, young nigga
doin' numbers (Ayy, say gang)
Walk outside the bank, look like
a robbery now (Ayy, say)
Five thousand a pint, I'm bout to
drank five thou' (Ayy, say)
Million dollar whips and then some
public housing (Ayy, say)
I can change the flow up, I got different
styles (Ayy, say gang)
Took the G to seven, I'm too high
in the clouds (Ayy, say)
Forty-seven strippers tryna
blow me down (Ayy, say)
Five thousand a pint, I'm bout to
drank five thou' (Ayy, say gang)
You don't feel what I feel for me
Runs dry, baby
My love runs dry, baby
See me, I stay light lately
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