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Artiste:
Destroy Lonely
Titre:
Not The Mayor
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Ready? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) (Woo-woo) Save that money, it'll save you, yeah (Woo) Fuck that, we gon' throw it up right here Fucked real quick, fucked up her hair Real geeked, check my dope, gon' sell (Woo-woo) Private flight, ship the vibes like mail Ten damn pounds sittin' on that scale (Woo-woo; scale) Roll that dice, these niggas scared Ain't playin' nice, I ain't playin' fair Ice cocaine white, CoCo Chanel (Woo) Creep inside that pussy, yeah (Woo) I count up green like I went to Yale (Woo) Top Floor Boss, I'm not the mayor (Woo; the mayor) Hermès sittin' right on my shelf She look good in Cartier Yeah, okay You don't gotta like me at all (All) Either way, I'm gettin' paid, regardless (My dawg) Either way, a young nigga gon' ball (Ball) Tell them hoes to wipe me down (Yeah) Wax it on and wax it off (Mr. Miyagi) Just pissed 'em off, I'm a whole damn stall (Yeah) You know I'm professional (Professional) All black, how she paint her nails (Paint her nails) I ain't scared to go to Hell (To go to Hell) You know I'm a down-side player (Woo;own-side player) Walkin 'round like fuck the ref (Fuck the ref; woo) They playin' checkers, I'm playin' chess (I'm playin' chess; woo) Blowin' off my cigarette (My cigarette; woo) Steppin' on these pussies, yeah (Yeah; woo) Say that shit with your lil' chest (Woo-woo; with your lil' chest, pussy nigga) Yeah, say that shit with your lil' chest (Woo; with your lil' chest) You want war? Oh, that's a bet (Oh, that's a bet) Shawty know that I'm the best (Yeah, I'm the best; woo-woo) Pop out with her, she bad as hell (She bad as hell; woo) We gon' pop it heavy, yeah (Heavy, yeah; woo-woo) Racks in a recession, yeah (Recession, yeah; woo) Lord knows I passed the test (I passed the test) Send the address, I'll tote my TEC (Yeah) Rocked the box, somewhere in Texas (Woah) I know they ain't get the message (Woah) I need to go see a reverend (Yeah; woo) I can't bend, can't fold, can't stress it (Woah) Been broke back before, it helped me (Yeah) I ain't tryna be out here helpless (Yeah) I gotta stay on mine, be selfish (I'm so damn selfish) Ah (Yeah, yeah) Save that money, it'll save you, yeah (Woo) Fuck that, we gon' throw it up right here Fucked real quick, fucked up her hair Real geeked, check my dope, gon' sell (Woo-woo) Private flight, ship the vibes like mail (Mail) Ten damn pounds sittin' on that scale (Woo) Roll that dice, these niggas scared (These niggas scared) Ain't playin' nice, I ain't playin' fair Ice cocaine white, CoCo Chanel (CoCo Chanel) Creep inside that pussy, yeah (Woo) I count up green like I went to Yale Top Floor Boss, I'm not the mayor (I'm not the mayor) Hermès sittin' right on my shelf She look good in Cartier Yeah, okay (Woo, woo)