Contactez-nous

• Artiste: YN Billy
• Titre: O Man
Assurez-vous que les corrections sont tout à fait exactes
S'il vous plaît, les mettez en évidence en quelque sorte!
Vous pouvez, par exemple, écrire
INCORRECT: avant la mauvaise ligne
CORRECT: avant la correspondant ligne correcte
Autrement, nous ne pouvons les corriger pas! Merci pour votre aide.
Yo Child boy, grow up Oh man, oh man, oh man, oh man Oh man, oh man, oh man, oh man Oh man, oh man, oh man, oh man Oh man, oh man, oh man, oh man I was swinging my door on the doorman I'm fucking the forward to go ten I got a gang Oh man, oh man, oh man, oh man That pap took down like Odem I'm steaming the bag so it won't smell I'm taking you off so you won't tell Oh well This gun that I got won't draw itself God forbid I get locked up, I make bills I'm gon' run up some money in that field You ain't got to be fit to be in that reel Just fifty round shots in this [?] 762 gon' fuck up your cardamon Draw getting tight 'cause I'm off of this molly I got exotics, they all in my body Damn, throw away Kicking the door, [?] Was making no money then made a way I lay up on her like um filet I'm giving that chicken like Chick-Fil-A You want you a bag? Come get it today I pour up a drink, I don't sip on no eighth 30 round shot, put that shit in your face Oh man, oh man, oh man, oh man Oh man, oh man, oh man, oh man Oh man, oh man, oh man, oh man Oh man, oh man, oh man, oh man Oh man, oh man, oh man, oh man Oh man, oh man, oh man, oh man Oh man, oh man, oh man, oh man Oh man, oh man, oh man, oh man