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Missing His Soul
10.040
Hip-Hop/Rap
Missing His Soul fue publicado el 21 de junio de 2024 por MoneyTeam / Thizzler On The Roof como parte del álbum Bloody Tears
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Fecha de lanzamiento21 de junio de 2024
SelloMoneyTeam / Thizzler On The Roof
IdiomaEnglish
Melodicidad
Acústico
Valence
Bailabilidad
Energía
BPM86

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
lou deezi
lou deezi
Songwriter

Letras

On my-my partner, he missing his soul
On my-my partner, he missing his soul
On my partner, he missing his soul
On my-my partner, he missing his-
Yeah, I'm the one that took your shit, ****
Baby Drac' with titties came with .56 in it
I make the city look pretty, but I pull skits in it
Lil' bitch, who ain't on shit? Bitch, I'm the lieutenant
We two in it, the other tell us to chill
How the fuck Lil Neesie find out I shot a man? I got chills, for real
Baby, you can't come with 20 bills
And it's a hundred 20 bitches that wish they could stack a mill for that nine ****
When you bend that block, just rewind, ****, trust me
You might see a lil' something your second time in it
Don't speak on mark 'cause my shooting star had yo' slime in it
I need five minutes, bitch back for I throw a fit
This bitch done found out I'm creeping, look, now she throwing shit
Yeah, I got some class in my polo but Glock got pogo stick
Wanna act a ass in them pictures then hop back in yo' whip
**** flick up on the block again, ****
Look, crisscross, kinda feel like Chris Paul
Yeah, I'm up some dog shit, but still a rip yo' wrist off
Yeah, I'm into robberies, bro, still in poverty, so I need loot, ****
Wait 'til this bitch hear that I shoot ****
Look, I'm finna pocket what you got, I'm finna count down
Bitch, I think I'm undergoing death when my teeth bounce out
Loud mouth, crying to that bitch, that's what we not 'bout
He disrespect my dad, can't lay in bed until it's shot out
I'm serious, ****
On my-my partner, he missing his soul
On my-my partner, he missing his soul
On my -, he missing his-
I love the Benji brothers and the way they terrorize the mob
Mesmerized with thoughts that pay here and memorize the cost
White bitch Rudolph the reindeer, she endearin' that frost
So alright bitch got me by eight years, I don't care I'm a dog
We tearin' him off and I ain't talkin' just a little
Heard he plan to snake me out with Lil Lou, gon' meet in the middle
Three month dog's just gon' be long unless we gon' meet in the kennel
But I miss you and if Herbo hear my name, he pressin' issues
I can't fantasize about no pay I gotta go get it
1500 fully ARP, I gotta go spend it
Coulda swear he fuck with some that's hatin' us while you defend it
Boy, yo' ass just gon' die friendly, that shit deadly, ****
Dropped on a new foreign, already bored, I need Bentley with it
Knocked a new lil' whore then get in my car 'til she sent the chicken
I can sense the tension so I'm clutching my bluff you flinch
I know you need a Santa Claus, so hope for the-
So hope for the grinch, bitch
It just only make sense
I said, hold on my-my partner, he missing his soul
I said, hold on my-my partner, he missing his soul, ****
Written by: lou deezi
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