Billie Jean – A Boogie Wit da Hoodie – letras

Won’t miss that shitIf you find them, they gon’ get that shitGo Grizzand I won’t miss any of themYeah, mmhWinners CircleUh, uh, uh, and uhUh, uh-uh, they uh, and uhLook at my schedule, niggaMy itinerary is lookin’ too busy for niggasBut I still fuck with you niggasYeah, I swear to God, yeah, I got love for you niggasShedded some blood for you niggasIf you think I’m slippin’, you buggin’, lil’ niggaI stay groupied up, lil’ niggaFingers twisted up, throwin’ up W, niggaI’m thinkin’ ahead of you niggasAll my niggas’ cases went federal, niggaI’m so Immaculate, niggaOn my way to the bank, I laugh at you niggasAll my chains on everywhere I fuckin’ goSo I keep the ratchet, lil’ niggaMike Amiri jeans on in my Billie Jean bagIn my bag on you niggasBitches want a t-shirt, you ain’t like thatYou don’t want static with niggasShe think I’ma keep herBeat it up bad like I caught a battery, niggaBlood on my sneakersLouboutin bag, I’m givin’ swag to you niggasI don’t really think they could fucking keep upI still got respect for you niggas, ahShawty wanna kiss me, fuck meSuck me, lick me, love me, ahLook at my wrist, my drip, my dickMy stick, I get like ahShawty gon’ stay down, spin aroundGet around, come back, just like oohBut it’s okay now, found outYou’re just like me and I’m just like youAh, ah, ah, I’m just like youTryna get my fuckin’ bread upI got drugs on me but I’m blessed upGotta keep my fuckin’ head upDiamonds all around the bezelHoodie on, feelin’ mellowThey hit my nigga in the head, yoThat shit made me wanna let go(That shit made me wanna let go)That shit made me wanna let goThat shit made me wanna let goThat shit made me wanna let goThat shit made me wanna let goThat shit made me wanna let goThat shit made me wanna let goThat shit made me wanna let go

Laisser un commentaire

Concevoir un site comme celui-ci avec WordPress.com
Commencer