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Stunna 4 Vegas
Stunna 4 Vegas
Вокал
Offset
Offset
Вокал
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Milan Torne
Milan Torne
Автор песен
Khalick Caldwell
Khalick Caldwell
Автор песен
Kiari Cephus
Kiari Cephus
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Milan Torne
Milan Torne
Продюсер
Kevin Mccloskey
Kevin Mccloskey
Миксинг-инженер
Weston Mc Knight
Weston Mc Knight
Инженер звукозаписи

Слова

Four times (ayy Milan, that's a hit) Four way, you get this shit the Glo way Slime or get slimed (uh), fuck nigga Uh, uh (graow), okay, uh-uh I'm lit like a lighter, I add the fuel to the fire, uh I stay with a stick like a blind man (huh?) Let him play with this shit and get slimed (slimed) I hop out with 'em racks, flexin' (racks), they prolly thought that I signed (bitch) Nope, we still slide, the sticks rocket shit up like the Fourth of July, uh (bah) I ain't makin' time for no bitch (uh-uh), I'm makin' deposits, uh (cash) Lil' nigga, you bitch, come out the closet, they mad I took off like a pilot (pussy) Ain't doin' no 'net woofin' with no rapper I'm puttin' bread on his noggin, uh (get him outta there) We bringin' guns in the party, my nigga beggin' a nigga to try it, uh (come here) He touch me, he six feet under (bitch), sing to his bitch like Stevie Wonder (thot-thot) Bro gon' burn him if I think he clutchin' (bah), I keep that fire like we need each other (on gang) I'm fuckin' that nat, then she eat my brother (uh), nigga talk, ain't on shit when we see each other (bah) And I ain't nothin' like these gay-ass rappers sayin' they love 'em, ain't never seen each other (cap) I'm lit like a lighter, I add the fuel to the fire, uh I stay with a stick like a blind man (huh?) Let him play with this shit and get slimed (slimed) I hop out with 'em racks, flexin' (racks), they prolly thought that I signed (bitch) Nope, we still slide, the sticks rocket shit up like the Fourth of July (hey) Throw your fours up if you got a Glock .40 (four times) Pitbull stick, make it lock on 'em (hey) Remember jumpin' off the stage, I done popped on 'em (grrt) Grab the SIG with the laser, chicken pox on 'em (baow) Put the water in the pot and watch it lock on 'em (lock up) Hit 'em with the shot, they put the shocks on 'em (shock up) We ain't goin' back and forth, no arguin' (nah), still a dime or a ten, get to bargainin' (dime) Pardon him (pardon me), I take off like Takeoff the Rocket (Rocket) No matter what car I'm in (no matter what skrrt) We put a bid on the body, who buyin'? We 'bout to go auction him (baow) We from the Nawf, the bando (Nawf), the windows and doors were boarded in (bando) Drip, then I go up again (drip), the street make a boy a man (hey) I'm lit like a lighter, I add the fuel to the fire, uh I stay with a stick like a blind man (huh?) Let him play with this shit and get slimed (slimed) I hop out with 'em racks, flexin' (racks), they prolly thought that I signed (bitch) Nope, we still slide, the sticks rocket shit up like the Fourth of July (bah)
Writer(s): Kiari Cephus, Khalick Antonio Caldwell, Milan Torne Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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