Paroles de Horseplay
Niggas still acting like me, and I still ain't got no kidsNiggas still sneak dissing, and they still ain't got no crib
Show everything on the 'net, never show where they live
Don't matter I got his address If I want that nig-
Pooh, you a fool for this one
I always rap about my
I always rap about my
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Okay, he ain't talkin' like me, no way
I always rap about my cake 'cause I always ride with my K
I always ride with some drakes
You always ride with some snakes
Bust me a script, go down the way
Brand new whip from out the way
Can't keep your ho up out my face
Now I sell dope up out her place
Now your kids be doing my dance
Beat your son ass if he go in my pants
Bitches, they always tryna go in my stash
But it won't happen 'cause I move too fast
Shoot your ass if you move too fast
Two more bands for a cool cool bag
It got my bullets in it
Ayy, ayy, and I'm gonna bully niggas Before I dripped in this fashion, I was not giving out passes
Not slappin' no daps, I was pushing packs out of traps
Showin' niggas how to act, breakin' young bitches' backs, huh
Niggas still acting like me, and I still ain't got no kids
Niggas still sneak dissing, and they still ain't got no crib
Show everything on the 'net, never show where they live
Don't matter I got his address If I want that nigga dead, huh
Now these dance moves, huh, got my chains dancing too, ayy
And this Rolex, hmm, walked in and cashed it too, hmm
And this double cup, nigga? Could've paid your rent with juice
That lil' bitch that you with, she loose and don't do shit to your pockets neither
You act like a nigga who grew up without a father figure
I act like a nigga who grew up playing with choppers, nigga
I know I'm a nigga who address who got some problems with me
Pull up on me if you feel you got one, it ain't likely, is it? (Huh)
Okay, he ain't talkin' like me, no way
I always rap about my cake 'cause I always ride with my K
I always ride with some drakes
You always ride with some snakes
Bust me a script, go down the way
Brand new whip from out the way
Can't keep your ho up out my face
Now I sell dope up out her place
Now your kids be doing my dance
Beat your son ass if he go in my pants
Bitches, they always tryna go in my stash
But it won't happen 'cause I move too fast
Shoot your ass if you move too fast
Two more bands for a cool cool bag
It got my bullets in it
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Okay, he ain't talkin' like me, no way
I always rap about my cake 'cause I always ride with my K
I always ride with some drakes
You always ride with some snakes
Bust me a script, go down the way
Brand new whip from out the way
Can't keep your ho up out my face
Now I sell dope up out her place
Now your kids be doing my dance
Beat your son ass if he go in my pants
Bitches, they always tryna go in my stash
But it won't happen 'cause I move too fast
Shoot your ass if you move too fast
Two more bands for a cool cool bag
It got my bullets in it
Ayy, ayy, and I'm gonna bully niggas Before I dripped in this fashion, I was not giving out passes
Not slappin' no daps, I was pushing packs out of traps
Showin' niggas how to act, breakin' young bitches' backs, huh
Niggas still acting like me, and I still ain't got no kids
Niggas still sneak dissing, and they still ain't got no crib
Show everything on the 'net, never show where they live
Don't matter I got his address If I want that nigga dead, huh
Now these dance moves, huh, got my chains dancing too, ayy
And this Rolex, hmm, walked in and cashed it too, hmm
And this double cup, nigga? Could've paid your rent with juice
That lil' bitch that you with, she loose and don't do shit to your pockets neither
You act like a nigga who grew up without a father figure
I act like a nigga who grew up playing with choppers, nigga
I know I'm a nigga who address who got some problems with me
Pull up on me if you feel you got one, it ain't likely, is it? (Huh)
Okay, he ain't talkin' like me, no way
I always rap about my cake 'cause I always ride with my K
I always ride with some drakes
You always ride with some snakes
Bust me a script, go down the way
Brand new whip from out the way
Can't keep your ho up out my face
Now I sell dope up out her place
Now your kids be doing my dance
Beat your son ass if he go in my pants
Bitches, they always tryna go in my stash
But it won't happen 'cause I move too fast
Shoot your ass if you move too fast
Two more bands for a cool cool bag
It got my bullets in it
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