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Artiste:
Raj Mahal
Titre:
Glimpse
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Ten toes, don’t need no slips Gimme scotch, no hops no skips Come back Parallel them hips If I’m liking the taste Then I need me a glimpse Call the dawgs if it be conflict Mo’ dough mo’ stacks, mo’ chips All night till the AM 6 Raw dawg On top I can’t be no prince Unless it’s bomb pussy and a keeper Dawg, bro bro Don’t act like you need her She calling me up for the cedar That good wood Trickin’ off bird feeder She is not a teaser She don’t like you Baby girl not eager We fuck we bang, then repeater On the last nut chuck deucе Then I leave hеr Whole world gone back me I don’t do shit unless satisfactory Feeling so good so clean so fly Pavelow, helicopter Apache Bitches ain’t even wanna at me Now I’m charged up Whole flock tryna attach me You can try subtract me Got family back home no lackin Ten toes, don’t need no slips Gimme scotch, no hops no skips Come back Parallel them hips If I’m liking the taste Then I need me a glimpse Call the dawgs if it be conflict Mo’ dough mo’ stacks, mo’ chips All night till the AM 6 Raw dawg On top I can’t be no prince Don’t Bend Fold Break or switch Real codes That the man dem live Won’t spill info about kills To indict us kids No Song bout Drills Keisha baby pop is a Opp Lied to me But i know what he did Send Jérome Fi come kick down ya home Lift up the the chrome Barbecue his ribs New mail Another kite from the slammer From my Tripple O caught widda hammer Sun tan turn ya skin tone tanner Chris brown Get like me David banner Who Jah bless no man can curse I get vex my girl reach for purse Back it out Air em Blaze em Burst But i won’t say who Chain gang for a verse Ten toes, don’t need no slips Gimme scotch, no hops no skips Come back Parallel them hips If I’m liking the taste Then I need me a glimpse Call the dawgs if it be conflict Mo’ dough mo’ stacks, mo’ chips All night till the AM 6 Raw dawg On top I can’t be no prince