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Artiste:
$NOT
Titre:
Roadrunner +
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Well, it's early in the mor-, in the mornin' Baby, when I rise, Lordy mama [?] Well-a, it's-a, Lordy, Ro-Lordy-Berta Well, it's Lord, you keep a-talkin' (Baby) Well, it's Lord, Ro-Lordy-Rosie Well, it's, oh Lord, Gal, well-a He gonna rise and fly, sugar He gonna rise and fly, well-a [?] He gonna rise and fly, well-a... Okay, it's early in the morning, just the crack of dawn, now Me and my pockets, we breakin' booze in the foreign (Uh) Wildin' on niggas, we breakin' bones in the paint (Yeah) Umbilical cords, we cut these niggas off, wait (Yuh) Fuckin' your bitch, fuckin' that bitch, no fame (Yuh) She suckin' my dick so good, she leave me with no brain (Uh-uh) Comin' up in this bitch with that precise aim (Right) Fuck these fuckboys and fuck these bitches, they be lame Roadrunnin' the road, like [?] with hoes (Yuh) Rock up on my shit and see [?] scope (Phew) Bullets they bald, bullets they bald like Amber Rose (Huh) Brodies fuck up and these bitches leave me alone (Uh) You a dumb nigga (Man), leave a hole in your chest (Yeah) When you walk around the block, niggas know who the best (Uh-huh) You a lil' boy (Lil' boy), can't fuck with Billy Boys (Uh-uh) When you walk around the block, you got little toys Itty bitty boy (Bitty boy), [?] ho ([?] ho) I beat the pussy though, I make the pressure blow (Pressure blow) Nigga, what you know? (What you know?) Nigga, let me know (Let me know) I got two Glocks, switchblades in my clothes (In my clothes) Okay, it's early in the morning, just the crack of dawn, now Me and my pockets, we breakin' booze in the foreign (Uh) Wildin' on niggas, we breakin' bones in the paint (Yeah) Umbilical cords, we cut these niggas off, wait (Yuh) Fuckin' your bitch, fuckin' that bitch, no fame (Yuh) She suckin' my dick so good, she leave me with no brain (Uh-uh) Comin' up in this bitch with that precise aim (Right) Fuck these fuckboys and fuck these bitches, they be lame