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We On
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We On wurde am 30. März 2012 von Hood Nation / EMPIRE als Teil des Albums Starvation veröffentlicht
30. März 2012
SpracheEnglish
BPM77
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie

Musikvideo

Musikvideo

Songtexte

[Verse 1]
Okay
[Verse 2]
Uh, okay I walk in the party, Mister Swag, so gnarly
With a bad Spanish mami, better ask somebody
Yeah that's my Maserati, goin' ham no salami
That's yo chick? If I like it then, I'm straight bogarting
In the club, where the bottles?
That Rosé, no Moscato
They see me, models follow, ass clap, hey bravo
I be whiling, my ****
See my jewels? They six figures
Fuck your girl and her friend
I'm a dog, I do figure
[Verse 3]
Chilling with my clique and I puff that loud
She don't want to fuck, then I tell that bitch bye
Heart so cold, why waste my time?
Twenty on that wrist 'cause I like that shine
Fuck you **** who hate on mine
Credit card will not decline
Missionary? No not me, I like that pussy from behind
Bitch I'm ballin', every day it's like somebody pressed rewind
All my **** came from nothing, mandatory that we shine
Private planein', no complainin' if I happen to recline
Same **** that they doubted and I'm gladly goin' remind
Made a million of my hunger, that's just solely my reply
'Cause we the best, shit ain't a lie
[Verse 4]
Had to bring the money home
I had to bring the money home
Motherfucker, we on
I had to bring the money home
Motherfucker, we on
I had to bring the money home
[Verse 5]
Now catch me in your city with a clique of **** with me
Couple bitches gettin' tipsy
Celebrating 'cause we winnin'
We on (We on), we on (We on)
And we on (We on), and we on (We on)
[Verse 6]
I go so hard, **** already know
Still in the club when it closed at four
Birthday girl gon' drop it low
Let's make a toast to never broke
'Cause we on (We on), we on (We on)
We on (Yeah, we on), yeah, we on
[Verse 7]
Okay, now one for the money
Shawty, two for the fuck of it
Pull up in on some shit that just might destroy all your confidence
Meet a bitch and hit it quick and never know her government
I been rockin' Hermez and that H don't stand for hooligan
High boy, I fly high, ****, blast off
You goof, truth, loose goose, prove you ain't cotton soft
We on, we on way to keep on, bring on
All these cases of that aces bring her back to my oasis
Takin' shots after shots like I'm bustin' of that 44
Man, that Ciroc got me feeling like I overdosed
Livin' with my ****, celebrating, rockin' hella gold
Ring hella big, you would think I won a Super Bowl
Yeah, we in the building, why the fuck you think it's super swole?
Tell the DJ bring it back and show 'em what we really on
All these women love me 'cause they know we young and money long
Mama told me get it, so I had to bring the money home
[Verse 8]
Had to bring the money home
I had to bring the money home
Motherfucker, we on
I had to bring the money home
Motherfucker, we on
I had to bring the money home
[Verse 9]
Now catch me in your city with a clique of **** with me
Couple bitches gettin' tipsy
Celebrating, 'cause we winnin'
We on (We on), we on (We on)
And we on (We on), and we on (We on)
[Verse 10]
I go so hard, **** already know
Still in the club when it closed at four
Birthday girl gon' drop it low
Let's make a toast to never broke
'Cause we on (We on), we on (We on)
Yeah, we on (Yeah, we on), yeah, we on
Written by: Ace Hood
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