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Grape Trees (feat. Sexyy Red)

アーティスト:Chief Keef, Sexyy Red  アルバム:Almighty So 2  作詞:Keith Cozart  作曲:Keith Cozart  発売年:2024 

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I pulled up to the party like damn I'm a motherfuckin' player, what the fuck is a bride? I'm a wolf, so I walk around and growl at the moon (Glory Gang) I don't be fuckin' with these bitches, rather hang with my guys Your mama should've pushed your broke ass back inside of the womb (Home of the Glory Gang) Hoes always hatin' on me, what the fuck did I do? I'm in a spaceship, watch me fly it over the moon I ain't fuckin' with that nigga if he wear ugly shoes Baby, you gon' be fucked up and you ain't gon' know what to do I ain't fuckin' with that nigga if he wear ugly shoes Grind, nigga, s- Grind grind, nigga, s- (You think this ho care about what you doin' out here in these streets? All this bitch care about is get her bills paid, nigga) Grind, nigga, stay sleep You ain't tryna get out the bed and grind, nigga, stay sleep (Come out your pocket, nigga, break yourself like they used to say in the movies, nigga) Tune (Bitch robbin' you without a gun) Tune (She in another nigga DM, she got forty other niggas in her phone on call, you at the bottom of the totem pole) Tune (Sosa on the beat) I'm a wolf, so I walk around and growl at the moon Boy, you live with that bitch, she gon' get tired of you soon Your mama should've pushed your broke ass back inside of the womb I ain't never gettin' married, nigga, what is a groom? I'm in a spaceship, watch me fly it over the moon I don't know you, I can't pass my fuckin' blunt to you, fool Baby mama wish I died, but baby, what if it's true? Baby, you gon' be fucked up and you ain't gon' know what to do No chains around my neck for four necks and a half All this cash up in my pocket, man, I fucked up my math I be sippin' clean drank like it fell in a bath I be ballin' so damn hard, you'd think I play with the Cavs This bitch laugh so motherfuckin' fake, I hate when she laugh Man, these pussies don't want no beef, we turn they ass into calf Nigga, you hated me back then and your ass hatin' me now If you don't love me for real, stop throwin' that word around Man, these hoes love gettin' around, they just love gettin' around I be ballin' winter, summer, spring, all year round We lookin' for love, baby, man, I hope my heart can get found Nah, we ain't from the A, still'll hawk a nigga down I pull up on the lot in a Lamb' I pulled off the lot in a Cullinan I pulled up to the party like damn I ain't better, alright, bet, man, who better then? I got so high, nigga turned to Method Man Pull a million out, bitch, this ain't no settlement Bro on go, he waitin' on me to tell him when Go check in, we gon' get you settled in I'm a motherfuckin' player, what the fuck is a bride? I don't be fuckin' with these bitches,


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