Confessions - Bobby TooTact: Şarkı Sözleri, Müzik Videoları ve Konserler

Confessions

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Confessions adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak BobbyTooTact tarafından 13 Aralık 2023 tarihinde yayınlandıConfessions - Single

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13 Aralık 2023

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Valence

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Bunch of licks in the spot **** thinkin’ we rich

Casa Azul, the bitches get lit

I ain’t pay, I just copped thirty six

She drivin’ the boat, got the licks on her lips

She fuck wit’ the beat, start shakin’ her hips

But she know I’m into that shit

Off the pain she tellin’ me to quit

But I got some pain that you never gon’ get

From the Six, where we known for the hustle

Me and Jay Ski Mask, it’s survive in the jungle

Shoebox money stashed up in the crib

But I’m in the field so I gotta stay humble

Tryna box wit’ your G, you gon’ fumble

Me and Hunch, that’s double the trouble

Throwin’ shot after shot, it’s still fuck the opps

Throwin’ shots at his leg, ****, watch how he stumble

40 so loud **** start hearin’ thunder, I’m changin’ the weather

It ain’t cheap but I gave her my sweater

Not buyin’ no purse, gave mama the Mecca

Like, she a 10 outta 10 so I treat her like Ella

Red guts, think she gettin’ wetter

Passenger princess playin’ her part

Hope she not the line ‘cause I’m totin’ beretta’s

Bunch of licks in the spot **** thinkin’ we rich

Casa Azul, the bitches get lit

I ain’t pay, I just copped thirty six

She drivin’ the boat got the licks on her lips

She fuck wit’ the beat start shakin’ her hips

But she know I’m into that shit

Off the pain she tellin’ me to quit

But I got some pain that you never gon’ get

Many days, summer nights, had to walk to the Bronx

Fuck them dead presidents, we ain't fuckin’ wit’ Trump

Money on the 6, we gon’ go on a hunt

Had to cop a red beam I don’t aim when I dump

Red light, green light, don’t know where to go

**** park right here we gon’ go thru the front

Like, who in that V, why it’s movin’ so slow?

We not known for the fights but we left that boy slumped

And they on my dick tryna copy my flow

Word to bro I took trips and they know

Doing shit for the Gram he a troll

And Bucky the dirtiest rapper I know

R.I.P Ray, Mr. Wake Up And Get It

Free Ski, Mr. Wake Up And Risk It

They play wit’ my name like I won’t take a visit

A young **** rap but a **** still spinnin’

Written by: Bob Talla

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