Hotboy Wes - My Lil Dance (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Hotboy Wes - My Lil Dance (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
They got me crackin' my shit (Damn)
If you in the trenches, they
trap with a stick (On God)
They lock me up and they
shackle my wrist
I slept on a man, now I'm
back in the mix (On God)
You ain't no savage, don't
lie to me, nigga
I'm from the apartments, my
heart in the trenches
Catch me in traffic, a 'Rari,
I'm whippin' (Skrrt, Skrrt)
And I'm scratchin' off like
a lottery ticket (On God)
You told on your dawg, that's
a scar on your image (Bitch)
The longer the story, the
shorter your sentence
Most of these niggas gon' do that
Go put a hole in this
two X (Boom, boom)
I came up from nothin', I'm
straight out the gutter
You niggas can't go where
I grew at (Same street)
I fuck on your ho and
you not gonna do it
You know I'ma holler out, "Who
that?" (Like who is this?)
I bring that bitch to your doorbell
Louis V sounds on my coat tale
I used to trap out a motel
Niggas be hatin', but oh, well
Under my coat where the
tool at (Tool at)
If you want smoke, we
can do that (On God)
And it ain't no smoke 'cause
I blew that (Blew that)
Ayy, look how he dance,
how he do that (Bling)
Look out, lil' ho, let
me do my lil' dance
That ain't my dick, that's
a stick in my pants
I took a risk to get this on my hand
That's my lil' stepper,
he click on demand
Mop it up, mop it up, mop it up
Microwave, microwave, microwave
Lock it up, lock it up, lock it up
12 gauge shot 'em up, shot 'em up
Look at my diamonds, they
do a lil' dance (Argh)
Ice on my neck and my wrist
and my hands (Bling)
Bust down the face and then
bust the band (Argh)
Then bust on her face, I just
fucked on a fan (Wow)
Fuck you and your man, y'all get
popped like a Xan' (Argh)
Got heat on my waist, I could
give 'em a tan (Argh)
I love my lil' hitters, they
click on demand (Love)
Ayy, free my young niggas, let
them out the can (For real)
Free Big Wop, you know it gon' go down
People don't trust me, they know
that I'm low down (Low)
I was fucked up on my deep,
down a four-pounds
Now we move bricks and hit
licks like a Zoe Pound
I'm making 'em feel it,
I'm black as a skillet
Buy Wop some new pendants, spend
it and spend it (Spend it)
Can't take that shit with
you, I got it, I get it
I live in a mansion, grew
up in the trenches (Wow)
Niggas be hating, I get it, they
still in their feelings
Get found by some niggas who's fishing
All the subliminal dissing
can't blemish my image
I'm balling like I play
for Clemson (Ballin')
Niggas try to ride on my wave 'cause
I'm kosher like savings
Brand-new Phantom, I paint
it crimson (Gucci)
I spent like eighty thou'
on my Bart Simpson
Straight at the top, ain't no pad
or no pencils (It's Gucci)
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