Mustard - On GOD (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Mustard - On GOD (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
On God
Your diamonds don't dance like this
You ain't got no soldiers takin'
no chance like this
Now ain't nobody triller than this
Go anywhere around the world,
nobody realer than this
I be nappin' in the Hamptons
I just got a architect to
build a big ass mansion
Now I'm ready for expansion
And my old bitch left me but
I swear I'm so handsome
On God, I got in with the 9 millimeter
On God, I'm in the red Lamborghini,
a two-seater
On God, I'm at hard-bottom
seats ain't sneakers
I need a bad bitch, half ho, half diva
On God, it ain't ever
been no bitch in me
I'm aggressive with these hoes,
ain't no soft shit in me
Niggas know it's three-
nine-seven plus three
At the top, who you see, shit
Me, me, and me
She wanna kick it after we
fuck, I don't do kung-fu
If your friend'd bust down
that'd mean you won too
If your friend bust down,
that mean you won too
If I whip the dick out, bitch,
what you gon' do?
I'm in the red coupe,
I call it suu whoop
I got voices in my head like,
"suu-woo, suu-woo"
Don't believe the hype, these
nigga lie in the booth
I'm a good-lookin' rapper,
I ain't lyin' to you
Life's a beach, hittin'
licks like a lease
Gettin' licked like your teeth
Runnin' shit like the cleats
On your feet
Little bit'
Little bitch want the threesome
Run a threesome, then
I'ma stab, no repeat
On G-O-D they on my B-O-D
I'm with the AOD, it's
a G-O, here we go
I'm G double O-D, good, I'm a OG
Three, triple OG, hold it down, P-O-P
I can't stand a ho with no rhythm
I can't tell if the ass
factual or fiction
I can't really tell if she
twerkin' or twitchin'
How many of you hoes out there
really Christians?
On God, have the fella
pass the petition
Shorty learn to clean house
like she pack for eviction
Learnin' for a class, or
a cast, or audition
Change the forecast, throw
the cash on a bitch
Big mansion, chicks dancin', uh
Prayed for it, and the
shit happened, uh
Left Prada with 10 jackets, uh
Bed solid and I'm mismatchin', uh
Sick and tired of the
chit-chattin', uh
I been ballin', this is
just practice, uh
Blow 20, sorry Ms. Jackson, uh
Went West and I went platinum, on God
I'm back with my bro YG
To put you niggas in the
pit, like deodorant be
I done came everything
I was chosen to be
How I'm at the dinner party
with Hova and B
'Cause I'm bustin' door-to-door
like Jehovah with thieves
And now my whole family
be rolling with me
Made my mom my accountant
Little brother got talent
And my Uncle T-Ferg handle security
Pray for me, niggas love and
hate me, bunch of Judas'
All this money make you evil,
I won't give in to it
Imitate my lifestyle but they
ain't been through it
Think you know my plays, re-
route 'em, Cam Newton
Factory Patek, blood,
sweat, tears, yes
Buy your mom a house, then
we could talk then
I got four payroll, I'm the big man
Ten toes, never fold,
stick to the plan
New mansion, gotta keep advancing
Outlandish, Maybach when I land it
Black bandit, run up
in here, no manners
Gotta keep up with the
pace like Indiana's
Leave 'em white in the face
like the masked phantom
I'ma fuck her all night,
'til she can't stand up
Got the Bugatti and ran
like the devil dancin'
And he keep tryna call, I won't answer
(Jesus)
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