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Artiste:
Snootie Wild
Titre:
Made Me
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Late night candy creepin' With yo' demo lick Servin' swervin' on the highway And I'm doing bout 80 I can see them haters talkin' But it do not phase me I done got it out them boys That's that shit that made me That's that shit that made me That's that shit that made me I done got it out them boys That's that shit that made me That's that shit that made me That's that shit that made me I done got it off them boys That's that shit that made me (aye aye aye) I done got it out them boys That's that shit that made me I done ate up out that mud And it taste like gravy All I try to do is flip the 4 into a baby All I wanna do is flip the 4 to feed my babies See I know these niggas watchin' And these niggas hate me 'Cause I came from nothing nigga Now they see this kid done made it See me pulling in the projects in that nihilator See yo' eye candy I eat her like a now and later Choppa choppa, a nigga dead and make him peculator Real choppin' down the block just like a alligator All this kush done turned my eye red like I'm terminator Holla' at amigo, Cali plug a elevate ya Late night candy creepin' With yo' demo lick Servin' swervin' on the highway And I'm doing bout 80 I can see them haters talkin' But it do not phase me I done got it out them boys That's that shit that made me That's that shit that made me That's that shit that made me I done got it out them boys That's that shit that made me That's that shit that made me That's that shit that made me I done got it off them boys That's that shit that made me (aye aye aye) I'm a spiffy nigga Yeah affiliated Orchestrated with my mob and it's so amazing Hundred, fifty, twenties, all I see is paper Smokin' on Jamaica You get wrong you meet ya maker Poppin' bottles, shout out to my haters You my motivator, that's why we be motivated All this gwualla, all black them Raitors Running in yo' shit We ain't gone quit, until we take 'em (aye aye aye) Only if you know Broke no joke (joke) Coming from the ghetto Not no mo' (mo') Always on go mode Tic tac toe (aye) Light it up yo' ho Late night candy creepin' With yo' demo lick Servin' swervin' on the highway And I'm doing bout 80 I can see them haters talkin' But it do not phase me I done got it out them boys That's that shit that made me That's that shit that made me That's that shit that made me I done got it out them boys That's that shit that made me That's that shit that made me That's that shit that made me I done got it off them boys That's that shit that made me (Aye aye aye)