ログイン  | 新規登録
歌詞投稿コミュニティ「プチリリ」

TOP > 歌詞 > Project Dreamz
Project Dreamz

アーティスト:Field Mob  アルバム:613: Ashy To Classy 

  • お気に入り登録




Verse 1 (Boondox): Rent thirty days late, gotta be gone by Saturday Tired of sellin' cocaine, folks tryna' trap me Every night dreamin 'bout livin life lavish A watch full of karats, a candy coated Caddy Off the show flo', sittin on fo' Vouges Oak wood gear shift, steer, and dash door Choppin on seventeen inch indies Bling bling from my mouth to my pinky Enough about my jewelry, grill, and my Fleetwood Tryna still live stable so my folks can eat good House sittin out on the hill to sleep good Livin peaceful, just like we should Money legal, no more sellin reefer No more feds tryna stick me like a needle When it's cold outdo's come in I heat ya You ain't gotta walk in the sun, I A.C. ya Don't worry 'bout that burgular comin to creep ya He trapped by alarms and the millimeter I'm a do or die ol' playa for my people, follow a leader I'm my brotha's keeper, for real (Chorus-both (Boondox and Kalage)) I'ma have me a big nice Caddy House on the hill for my ma' and my pappy Live life happy and I'm still nappy Makin legal money, no feds tryna' trap me I'ma have me a big nice Caddy House on the hill for my ma' and my pappy Live life happy and I'm still nappy Nigga, legal money, no feds tryna' trap me If you ever been broke put your hands up You been broke put your hands up, put your hands up You ever been broke put your hands up You been broke put your hands up, put 'em up Verse 2 (Kalage): What ya know 'bout havin no dough, no coat for the winter Remember, we poor folk Most cut yolk and smoke 'ports, cut throats and ya dope hoe Talk about they wanna 'Lac with four do's, no Vogues Wood kit and Momo's Outfits- Polo, pockets- so


投稿者: PetitLyrics
プチリリ再生回数:0





日本語English

利用規約プライバシーポリシー許諾情報運営会社お問い合わせヘルプ
© 2024 SyncPower Corporation


Page
Top