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• Artiste: Germ & Shakewell
• Titre: Houston Hangover
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It's a bird, it's a— uh, uh It's a bird, it's a plane, it's a stray, nigga, duck Waddle when I walk, my pockets fallin', come pick Benji up Poppin' shit like soda, light 'em up, they ass ain't had enough Budapest, I'm havin' motion, I can teach you how to stunt It's a bird, it's a plane, it's a stray, nigga, duck Waddle when I walk, my pockets fallin', come pick Benji up Poppin' shit like soda, light 'em up, they ass ain't had enough Budapest, I'm havin' motion, I can teach you how to stunt It's a goon, it's a Shake, Mr. walk up, walk 'em down (Pop, pop, pop) Got a broom, it's a Drac', come and sweep up your whole town (Oh, no, no) Got more blues than a lake and I take 'em, bust 'em down Now my nose got more holes, time to pull the Reynolds out (Pop out, sip) Type to shank, we don't wrеstle, pinky cost more than your crib (Oh, no, oh, no) TBH a condo, call up Carlos, we gon' sеnd the blitz (Oh, yeah, we did) Heard you keep on buyin' buttons, but you scared to drop some shit (To drop some shit) I was raised a demon, findin' Jesus, had to call up Fitz (I'm callin' Fitz) Big carnal Guillermo, don't make me call up Mexico Know gorillas in the mix who'll stomp you out in shell toes (She-Shell toes) All it take a quarter brick, send the sidas in a hole Said I'd never say that shit, but it's time to let 'em know (Sip) It's a bird, it's a plane, it's a stray, nigga, duck Waddle when I walk, my pockets fallin', come pick Benji up Poppin' shit like soda, light 'em up, they ass ain't had enough Budapest, I'm havin' motion, I can teach you how to stunt It's a bird, it's a plane, it's a stray, nigga, duck Waddle when I walk, my pockets fallin', come pick Benji up Poppin' shit like soda, light 'em up, they ass ain't had enough Budapest, I'm havin' motion, I can teach you how to stunt You sorry fuck, I'm high off Wocky slush, Shameless, they can't fuck with us Watch me count it up, my pockets double-stuffed just like your slut Uh, Rollie on my arm, out in Milan, still rollin' blunts I do all my own stunts, I give no fucks, can't get a hold of me I'm in and out of ovaries, I think they controlling me There must be more to see, Cartier frames on my face I copped overseas Niggas is dead to me, flies everywhere, I must be some shit to see Dead dudes on me, I'm feelin' like Curren$y, who tryin' to smoke with me? (Badshit) That's cool, man