Peezy - No Amiris (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Peezy - No Amiris (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
Ha, ha, ha
Young rich nigga, man
I might just retire all my Amiris
I might burn them bitches in a pile,
you dig? (I can't even quit playin',
it's just like, you know?)
Passed up, nigga
I'm passed up (I'm that
that's passed up)
Two thousand for the jeans,
nah, these ain't Amiris
We the richest young niggas
in the whole fuckin' city
Say my name one time, watch
this bitch get litty, yeah
Got the city on lock, run this
bitch like Diddy, yeah
Got the city on lock
Came through with every type
of foreign, every year
when the city get hot
I be flyin' first class,
I don't sit on no block
I can tell how you talk, you
ain't never been shot
I can tell how you move, you
ain't never been watched
Feds did a sweep, everybody finna talk
When it come down to me,
I'ma take my own charge
No, I ain't goin back to jail, I done
came too far, I'm a real life star
Unless they got thirty five racks for
a nigga, I ain't goin in the bar
'Fore I take a bitch home,
I'll fuck her in a car
Can't drop her ass off
'cause I live too far
'Fore I made it off rap, I
was runnin' up the cards
Niggas still can't believe that
I made it on the charts
Never graduated school,
buyin' brand new cars
Red key, push a button, tap
the gas and it start, yeah
You can call me Glock
or call me Big Key
I don't fuck with rat, no
Stuarts, no Mickeys
Three hundred racks on
the chain, no pendant
Got a billion dollars on
my mind and I'ma get it
Been gettin' to the money,
I don't plan on quittin'
Aye, what's his name died,
and they say I did it
I'll take a nigga bitch and give
her back like I rent it
I just hopped in my bag and
it's just the beginnin'
We don't fuck with that block,
so you know we gon' spin it
Don't care 'bout the ticket,
my nigga, I spend it
Still be in the trap, that
shit open like Denny's
Championship ring on my
pinky, we winnin'
Prada set on but it look
like some Dickies
You know I'm that nigga, my
bitch got them bitches
I keep that shit on, aye,
who fuckin' with me?
Chrome Heart patches on
me like I'm Christian
Chase the money, Chase the money
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