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 > 327 (feat. Tyler, The Creator & Billie Essco)
327 (feat. Tyler, The Creator & Billie Essco)

アーティスト:Westside Gunn, Joey Bada$$  アルバム:Pray for Paris  作詞:Westside Gunn/Billie Essco/Joey Bada$$/Tyler, The Creator  作曲:Westside Gunn/Billie Essco/Joey Bada$$/Tyler, The Creator  発売年:2020 

  • お気に入り登録




Look, I swear Paris will be prayed for (Prayed for) Unreleased Off-White to the ankles (Ankles) Ayy, I'm in them places that you can't go (That you can't go) Don C, Nigo, in the same row (The same row) Ayy, I swear Paris will be prayed for I need Casablanca by the caseload (Caseload) Silks with the oranges and the mangoes (Mangoes) I'm a model now, baby, got the face for it (Face for it) Ayy, I swear Paris will be prayed for Ayo, I'm rockin' old Nashes, on the runway in my coke fashion Anybody move, we toe-taggin' (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom) My 327s was blessings, leather Vuitton vests-es Keep a loaded firearm in Mercedes armrests, Lord stressin' (Skrt) 22 with greys, 25, left in a cage I told him hold your head, it's worse in a grave I threw coke in the pot, watched it bloom residue and consume He started wavin', had a lighter and dope spoon A nigga'll try to kill you for your recipe My shooter nasal drip flowin' heavily, duckin' my third felony (Ah) Take his shine, two for five, me and mines Runnin' from suit and ties, you say you the flyest then who am I? Balenciaga with the heel, lemonade a popular drink still VLONE jean jacket rockin', so be real (Ah) Over pots, I'm too exquisite On the dancefloor tryna finger fuck on every visit Some niggas'll never risk it, hoppin' in BMs I'm proud of my position (Skrt), they never had a pot to piss in Body parts on Cavalli dishes On Mulholland in the drop Porsche wildin', my loafers crocodile Stylin', I be havin' greater visions (Ah), you can tell by the way I whip it You gettin' money, then the haters with it It ain't dry, I told 'em wait a minute (Ah) Praise both for the way I did it I swear Paris will be prayed for (Prayed for) Unreleased Off-White to the ankles (Ankles) Ayy, I'm in them places that you can't go (That you can't go) Don C, Nigo, in the same row (The same row) Ayy, I swear Paris will be prayed for I need Casablanca by the caseload (Caseload, Badmon) Silks with the oranges and the mangoes (Mangoes) I'm a model now, baby, got the face for it (Face for it) Ayy, I swear Paris will be prayed for I'm from the era of hard knocks and quiet storms (Shh) Rap songs about crack rocks and firearms (Brr, bah, brrah, bah, bah) In the stash spot on some Money Mitch shit (Woo) Adjust the AC, conceal the biscuit (Yeah) It's your life, you can choose to risk it if you wanna These niggas don't want smoke, they want some marijuana (Yeah) I used to get kicked out of class just for my aroma I went to school high, forgot to pick up my diploma (I was high) That's way back when we used to cypher Arizonas (Uh huh) Now I'm in that Maybach, I'm with Puff and Hova (Facts, woo, woo) We bendin' corners in the six-deuce Talk about last night's ten thousand dollar bottles of Patron, sip it like it's juice, homie How can I lose? The shit these niggas'll do


投稿者: PetitLyrics
プチリリ再生回数:3





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