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• Artiste: Rob49
• Titre: TRX
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Yeah, huh, uh-huh Yeah, yeah, huh, uh Say Yeah, we pull up in any whip (Skrrt) Yeah, we can fuck on any bitch (Yeah) Turnt up like a motherfucker (Yeah), looking like I hit a lick (Yeah) They said we can't bring shit in this party, I bought my pole in (Brrt) Pull up, TRX truck, that Scat Pack just ain't fast enough (Skrrt) 50K at Boobytrap, Miami hoes is bad as fuck Two-hundred in the 'Rari, I was on the bridge, I just might pass him up They need a nigga with a buss down every time a nigga touch down One-hundred, two-hundred, five-hundred, all blues We pull up in any whip, 40K in my back pocket AK for my nemesis, he said he want rob somethin' They think just 'cause wе went number one, wе ain't gon' slide nothin' Young nigga on demon time, he out of sight and out his mind Fifteen, I was kickin' doors, young, laid back nigga Roddy always been sniffing hoes and always had his wrist on froze Light it up, uh-uh, flood the streets, uh-uh New black 4-by-4, bitch, this is not a Jeep, uh-uh Gotta buy a Goyard, it barely fit the racks in I done laid more niggas down in tackles then the Pac10 Cut a couple hoes off, all these bitches want is me Roddy gon' hit him at the top, 49 gon' hit him below the knees Yeah, we pull up in any whip (Skrrt) Yeah, we can fuck on any bitch (Yeah) Turnt up like a motherfucker (Yeah), looking like I hit a lick (Yeah) They said we can't bring shit in this party, I bought my pole in (Brrt) Pull up, TRX truck, that Scat Pack just ain't fast enough (Skrrt) 50K at Boobytrap, Miami hoes is bad as fuck Two-hundred in the 'Rari, I was on the bridge, I just might pass him up They need a nigga with a buss down every time a nigga touch down One-hundred, two-hundred, five-hundred, all blues Yeah, I be in the trap still Real project baby, sending pounds back through a vacuum seal All my hoes got Prada bags 4K for that purse, if you don't squirt, bring that Prada back And I want him dead, but that lil' shit won't bring my brother back Uh-uh, uh-uh, I'm about it, uh-uh Ask about me, uh-uh, homicidal, uh-uh Still be beating that block up like I'm equal dollar, uh Nigga rich like Roddy, uh, I'll crack a taco, shit Told bro, "Do him wrong, huh, we know he a snake, yeah" And he want him bad, he ride strikers all night Shit, way he keep a strap, you would think lil' bro a dike, nigga Catch him doing bad like Cousin Harold at that light, nigga Yeah, we pull up in any whip (Skrrt) Yeah, we can fuck on any bitch (Yeah) Turnt up like a motherfucker (Yeah), looking like I hit a lick (Yeah) They said we can't bring shit in this party, I bought my pole in (Brrt) Pull up, TRX truck, that Scat Pack just ain't fast enough (Skrrt) 50K at Boobytrap, Miami hoes is bad as fuck Two-hundred in the 'Rari, I was on the bridge, I just might pass him up They need a nigga with a buss down every time a nigga touch down One-hundred, two-hundred, five-hundred, all blues