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Toothpaste
8,481
Hip-Hop/Rap
Toothpasteは、アルバム『 』の一部として2019年8月28日にAlamoによりリリースされましたIceburg
album cover
アルバムIceburg
リリース日2019年8月28日
レーベルAlamo
メロディック度
アコースティック度
ヴァランス
ダンサビリティ
エネルギー
BPM65

クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yung Mal
Yung Mal
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jamal Braud
Jamal Braud
Composer
Kedrick Canady
Kedrick Canady
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pyrex
Pyrex
Producer

歌詞

[Intro]
(Pyrex Whippa)
[Instrumental]
I put that dick in her face, yeah
In her mouth just like some toothpaste, hah
Diamonds, they skate like they Lupe, yeah
I got a plate, then my crew ate, yeah
I hit the booth and I one take, huh
12 hit the spot, they was too late
I got that sack and went up, up, up and away
Booked up, get a backend every day
We was so broke, we got straight, huh
**** can't do nothin' but hate, yeah
These chains and Rollies for bait, yeah
Reach for my shit, you get ate like a steak
Just like my birthday, I got that cake
My money just pilin' and pilin', it bust out my safe
Walk in the club, make them hoes get a rake
Ain't talkin' 'bout money, then get out my face
[Verse 1]
Your ho let us run a train, freight
Still in the trap, beat it down like the bass
My young **** love to take
Diamonds, they hit like a laser
Make you look other way
Had to flip me a pack like Swayze, uh
We got them sticks, Navy, uh
Sent him the rest, Haven, uh
Hellcat mess up the pavement, uh
**** want a verse, gotta pay me, uh
Get the sack, go crazy, huh
Watch your back, **** be hatin'
Gucci booksack filled up with that paper
I ain't sippin' on lean, bitch, I'm good on the maple
We would pillow the poor 'cause my mama wasn't stable
Now we go stay at the condo, house on them acres
[Chorus]
I put that dick in her face, yeah
In her mouth just like some toothpaste, hah
Diamonds, they skate like they Lupe, yeah
I got a plate, then my crew ate, yeah
I hit the booth and I one take, huh
12 hit the spot, they was too late
I got that sack and went up, up, up and away
Booked up, get a backend every day
We was so broke, we got straight, huh
**** can't do nothin' but hate, yeah
These chains and Rollies for bait, yeah
Reach for my shit, you get ate like a steak
Just like my birthday, I got that cake
My money just pilin' and pilin', it bust out my safe
Walk in the club, make them hoes get a rake
Ain't talkin' 'bout money, then get out my face
[Verse 2]
Them racks, get the pounds, then I walk in the bank
My brother, he locked up, he bang with a shank
Say I'm goin' broke, then that must be a prank
We got more money than New York Yankees
Yacht in my ears, got a house on my pinky
**** get loose lips, ships start sinking
**** run up, send them shots at his gut, leave him stinkin'
Good with them Benjamin Franklins
I be gettin' high, been up like two days
Yeah, I got bands but I ain't payin' for that coochie
These **** pussy, they softer than sushi
Run in my spot and I kill the intruder
Long live Plug, I might slide with that ruler
I been gettin' cash, sittin' back, coolin'
We was so broke, got rich, hallelujah
My brother keep bags, his metro be boomin'
[Chorus]
I put that dick in her face, yeah
In her mouth just like some toothpaste, hah
Diamonds, they skate like they Lupe, yeah
I got a plate, then my crew ate, yeah
I hit the booth and I one take, huh
12 hit the spot, they was too late
I got that sack and went up, up, up and away
Booked up, get a backend every day
We was so broke, we got straight, huh
**** can't do nothin' but hate, yeah
These chains and Rollies for bait, yeah
Reach for my shit, you get ate like a steak
Just like my birthday, I got that cake
My money just pilin' and pilin', it bust out my safe
Walk in the club, make them hoes get a rake
Ain't talkin' 'bout money, then get out my face
Written by: Jamal Braud, Kedrick Canady
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