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• Artiste: Frenchie
• Titre: Fall Out
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Passing through love, homie, yeah, I know he'll do you I'm about the Elm Street, I'm with Freddy Krueger Long range shoota, look, I can hit a monkey off a tree With this banana in one body move I'm waiting for the day that we fall in love The way I feel today might take us all out Crocodile shoes, I'm going all out No doors on this car, please don't fall out! I'm constantly feeling this pain, everything hurts but the rain Not doing everything that was the same, but everything would be today My spirit was looking in pain, your daughter was tossed into flames Feel my gun chargin', no robber gonna get this chain Passing through love, homie, yeah, I know he'll do you I'm about the Elm Street, I'm with Freddy Krueger Long range shoota, look, I can hit a monkey off a tree With this banana in one body move I'm waiting for the day niggas fall out All this, a fifty round drum, I'm lettin' all out You hiding from me, boy, I'm on your route Spray out your mother, thinking that you'll crawl out You mad I'm doing my thang? Yeah, I'm bringin' my gang And no one can rip on this cycle, been through it again and again I'm constantly whipping the game, whipping it under the flame No sense in whipping the brain, it's fit with a chain Passing through love, homie, yeah, I know he'll do you I'm about the Elm Street, I'm with Freddy Krueger Long range shoota, look, I can hit a monkey off a tree With this banana in one body move I'm constantly feeling this pain, everything hurts but the rain Not doing everything that was the same, but everything would be today My spirit was looking in pain, your daughter was tossed into flames Feel my gun chargin', no robber gonna get this chain Eyes down my Rollie, not let me feel this stoggie Yung nigga balla swish, I feel like I'm Cobie All you fucking rich bitch is Corny Crowe Y'all a bunch of lil' niggas, rollie, pollie, ollie Spot under my eye, miss my momma's cry All these rappers lie, ops, I wonder why I'm Big Glizzy, shout out my nigga Frenchie And I ain't gonna wait here if I can't tame my Down syndrome O.K. Glizzy gain an army And he got the Tommy We don't give a fuck, we'll shoot yo kids up in yo mommie (???) and Ginger Ale got me like a zombie Gone to catch a brick sale, see you in the mornin' I'm waiting for the day that we fall in love The way I feel today might take us all out Crocodile shoes, I'm going all out No doors on this car, please don't fall out! I'm constantly feeling this pain, everything hurts but the rain Not doing everything that was the same, but everything would be today My spirit was looking in pain, your daughter was tossed into flames Feel my gun chargin', no robber gonna get this chain