Young Thug - Abracadabra (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Young Thug - Abracadabra (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
Abracadabra
Diamonds blingin', you can't see
me like I'm Casper (Yeah)
Take these bitches to Four Seasons
and we wrestle (Woah, yeah)
Every motherfuckin' season,
I get better (Woah, yeah)
Need a ladder 'cause my money
in the nosebleed (Yeah)
All this gold on me lookin'
like a trophy (Yeah)
You from opp business, you
don't know me (Yeah)
Your bitch ridin' my dick like
she owe me (Yeah, yeah)
First lick I ever hit was for a Rollie
I put his Nikes on my
kids like a goalie
She seen the drip and let
me hit it like Ginóbili
And I been lookin' 'round the
city since a shorty (Woo)
Ha, ha (Woo, woo)
Mistress, mistress, tell
me who my mistress is
Who the fuck is the creator
of this drippin' shit?
Got all these bitches on my dick,
and yeah, they milkin' shit
Niggas ain't doubled, doubled
down 'cause we drippin' shit
Just a diamond in the rough
I got a bag, I'm not gon' tussle
Got sick and tired of
showin' my muscle
I'm 'bout to take these niggas' ho
I'm makin' sure they missing
Um, listen, I was littin'
She shut up and catch a drip-drip
I got implants, not no fillings
Gucci, Louis shoes and Fendi
Made a million, I was straight
up off a titty
Your bitch ridin' my dick
like she owe me (Yeah)
Abracadabra (Woo)
Way the Wock' disappear
in my Shasta (Yeah)
Way I poof to the crib
down from NASA (Yeah)
She pull up, drink all my
red, think she Dracula
Benz Mexican, make it faster (Skrrt)
Way I drive the body,
I can't crash her
Way we left the room was
a disaster (Skrrt)
She like her body plastic,
her walls plastered
Come like money, cover her
all in the proceeds
Got a Patek that say, "B,"
this shit cost millies
In a second, man decided
turn to billi'
Can't split this fifty-fifty with
you, bitch, you silly (Let's go)
I ain't gon' front, I been back at it
I ain't tryna– (Phew, phew,
phew), don't need no ins
Please lock it down with speeds,
rollin' with the clique
Me, I make the magic with the brown
one with the hips, yeah
Need a ladder 'cause my money
in the nose bleed (Yeah)
Ha, ayy (We got London on the track)
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