Push da Rocks - Evil Pimp: Şarkı Sözleri, Müzik Videoları ve Konserler

Push da Rocks

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Push da Rocks adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Gangsta Ro Productions tarafından 14 Mayıs 2019 tarihinde yayınlandıCertified

Şarkı Bilgileri

AlbümCertified

Çıkış Tarihi14 Mayıs 2019

FirmaGangsta Ro Productions

LanguageEnglish

Melodiklik

Akustiklik

Valence

Dans Edilebilirlik

Enerji

BPM70

GENEL BAKIŞ

ŞARKI SÖZLERI

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Evil Pimp

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Catrin Terrell Rhodes

Catrin Terrell Rhodes

Songwriter

Şarkı sözleri

[Chorus]x2

(Push them)Push them rocks on the block I'm back up on the scene

(In a)In a red Hummer truck, gotta' come clean

Movin' weight state to state I do it fo' the team

(Weighin')Weighin' grams in them bags on the triple beams

I'm back up on the block hope I never get caught

I should'a got a job is my everyday thought

But fuck it I'ma rock it 'cause I love this white bitch

I keep her bagged up 'cause she loves expensive shit

Now everything is movin' and I'm sweatin' on the trap

I can't do the dishes I'm too busy cookin' crack

So fuck the Five-O future doc is everywhere

Afraid to get jammed there's a lotta years there

And fuck the mac and cheese you can keep the fried chicken

'Cause only thing I want is baking soda in my kitchen

I tried to cash a check and I made the bank bounce

I weigh it by the gram and I sell it by the ounce

I gotta' see a billion first and then I can retire

I make you lift your shirt just in case you wear a wire

There a brick, there a brick, another brick sold

Another Rolls-Royce bitch another Lambo'

[Chorus]x2

(Push them)Push them rocks on the block I'm back up on the scene

(In a)In a red Hummer truck, gotta' come clean

Movin' weight state to state I do it fo' the team

(Weighin')Weighin' grams in them bags on the triple beams

Addicted to this money, money is my only habit

I keep the trap jumpin' like a mother fuckin' rabbit

My moneys stayin' heavy while your moneys built like Norbit

Don't never hit the celly 'cause the Feds might just record it

You payin' what I weigh and I'm weighin' what you pay

I'm buying lots of gifts like its fuckin' Christmas Day

I'm stayin' deep in pockets like the Pimps a quarter back

Will never get caught sleepin' 'cause the Pimps insomniac

I'm tied up with the knots like the game is Peezy's wife

I got the streets held, not like a **** doin' life

I cut it up, bag it up, and then I'm in the trap

I'm rollin' Navigators you can call me Google Maps

A red Hummer, red Viper everythings clean

A shark up in this game and you **** sardines

There a brick, there a brick, another brick sold

Another Rolls-Royce bitch another Lambo'

[Chorus]x3

(Push them)Push them rocks on the block I'm back up on the scene

(In a)In a red Hummer truck, gotta' come clean

Movin' weight state to state I do it fo' the team

(Weighin')Weighin' grams in them bags on the triple beams

Written by: Catrin Terrell Rhodes

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