Paroles de Last Stop
Swizzie what up niggaWe ain’t do this in a minute, let’s have a little fun nigga cmon
It’s the kid that be ducking all the award shows (yup)
For the Oscars I might go in my wardrobe
I been looking, a lot y’all getting floor close
Me I got a crib that’s just foreclosed
Got room of sneakers what I want is just some fellas to bare from his old watch
The kitchen is ch-ch-chinchillas
I mean I could go on about the car notes and the villas
And the girls and the cars or how I grew up with the killas
If you with I’m with it (with it)
Let’s get it let’s get it (get it)
I don’t pump fake baby I spin on my pivot
Looking at some exquisite, I don’t just talk it I live it
You could do the shofar or ride with the hawk in the civic you choose
She a stewardess talking to me fly
Saying she just back from Jamaica and Dubai
I’m like you basic and you dry
Your makeup say Devry
And don’t fool yourself, you’re just a waitress in the sky
Let’s talk about it (yea)
You gon ask me you need a refill or, put your chair away He took her on vacation (huh?), I took her to my mothers house
He went to the Bahamas (Bahamas?), I hit it on my mothers couch
Brought her friend with her, watch em eat each other out
The way I fucked her face man she gon need another mouth huh
For life trenches y’all
Yea I’m from the trenches y’all
Right off of Lennox y’all
You know I had to mention y’all
Got a different agenda y’all
From ’91 to ’96 I was on the benches y’all was crack inside the tennis ball
Shit I broke day, served nights
Dirt bikes we was up and down the turnpike
Word life with 3 niggas on they 3rd strike
I’m Mike Tyson, no I did them birds right
Y’all better be real, meetings in Beverly Hills
Looking 9 months me and Murda at 70 mil (yup)
Is what it is I never cared how you felt or feel (nope)
I’m so ill, I give myself the chills (brr)
On a evening with Jerry Mozima (yup), Rony Fee, Josh Apparel all said I’m a winner, thanks
But I know this I’m ready for dinner
I get it some of the winter forgot I help you remember
I sold liquor, sold cologne, sold more clothes (I did)
Sold records, sold crack, I sold dog hoes (what else?)
Sold horsepower, now I’m doing sport shows
Outside the sports bar, V stay in sports mode, huh
Different leader, same habits
I know I’m what you want but you can’t have it (nah)
You got bad habits, me I’m a bank magnet
And the coupe roof missing like Frank Mathis
Got room of sneakers what I want is just some fellas to bare from his old watch
The kitchen is ch-ch-chinchillas
I mean I could go on about the car notes and the villas
And the girls and the cars or how I grew up with the killas
If you with I’m with it (with it)
Let’s get it let’s get it (get it)
I don’t pump fake baby I spin on my pivot
Looking at some exquisite, I don’t just talk it I live it
You could do the shofar or ride with the hawk in the civic you choose
She a stewardess talking to me fly
Saying she just back from Jamaica and Dubai
I’m like you basic and you dry
Your makeup say Devry
And don’t fool yourself, you’re just a waitress in the sky
Let’s talk about it (yea)
You gon ask me you need a refill or, put your chair away He took her on vacation (huh?), I took her to my mothers house
He went to the Bahamas (Bahamas?), I hit it on my mothers couch
Brought her friend with her, watch em eat each other out
The way I fucked her face man she gon need another mouth huh
For life trenches y’all
Yea I’m from the trenches y’all
Right off of Lennox y’all
You know I had to mention y’all
Got a different agenda y’all
From ’91 to ’96 I was on the benches y’all was crack inside the tennis ball
Shit I broke day, served nights
Dirt bikes we was up and down the turnpike
Word life with 3 niggas on they 3rd strike
I’m Mike Tyson, no I did them birds right
Y’all better be real, meetings in Beverly Hills
Looking 9 months me and Murda at 70 mil (yup)
Is what it is I never cared how you felt or feel (nope)
I’m so ill, I give myself the chills (brr)
On a evening with Jerry Mozima (yup), Rony Fee, Josh Apparel all said I’m a winner, thanks
But I know this I’m ready for dinner
I get it some of the winter forgot I help you remember
I sold liquor, sold cologne, sold more clothes (I did)
Sold records, sold crack, I sold dog hoes (what else?)
Sold horsepower, now I’m doing sport shows
Outside the sports bar, V stay in sports mode, huh
Different leader, same habits
I know I’m what you want but you can’t have it (nah)
You got bad habits, me I’m a bank magnet
And the coupe roof missing like Frank Mathis
