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Love To Make A Stang
作詞:Paul Beauregard, Jordan Houston
Because me really love to make a stang Yes, yes, the high capitol make me touch ya man Because me really love to make a stang Yes, yes, the high capitol make me touch ya man
Because me really love to make a stang Yes, yes, the high capitol make me touch ya man Because me really love to make a stang Yes, yes, the high capitol make me touch ya man
Because me really love to make a stang Yes, yes, the high capitol make me touch ya man Because me really love to make a stang Yes, yes, the high capitol make me touch ya man
I'm scopin' out ya busta 'cause I got no love owe ya I got green Chevy wid a trunk that'll hold ya down 'Til I reach my part of town black side bound clown Shoot ya down, have ya ever heard The sound of a SK auto round, trick
Ditch a bitch in a second click, quick On a rapper for the hell of it Similar to love that I got For three six sixness in the heart of me 'Cause my bizzody wid a love for robbery
Scarecrow wid the cloudy smoke flyin' out my mouth The little hundred rounds give it to me now, or me pow Me cock a slug drop you in thee mud in thee blood Eventually you pass away and then me choke on me bud
Me wonder why smokin' the thunder Me sneak away hunt out a nigga for money I start to share out all ah the money And me do not stop until that bloody Sunday No matter sunshine or rain Man, shut the fuck up and give me everything 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網
Because me really love to make a stang Yes, yes, the high capitol make me touch ya man Because me really love to make a stang Yes, yes, the high capitol make me touch ya man
Because me really love to make a stang Yes, yes, the high capitol make me touch ya man Because me really love to make a stang Yes, yes, the high capitol make me touch ya man
Back in the days as a kid, I played stick 'em up Now I'm gettin' buck, gained nuts, robbin' armored trucks Walkin' through the streets of Hyde Park, when it's pitch dark Comin' out the cuts, wid a gat when I'm ready to rob, hard to my job
I was makin' bustas think twice Thinkin' that I'm fuckin' nice Knowin' I'll make they body ice cold Then throw 'em in the hideaway Where bodies lay wid them thangs We'll split ya brain when we stang
Because me really, because me really Because me really, because me really love to make a stang Because me really, because me really Because me really, because me really love to make a stang
Because me really, because me really Because me really, because me really love to make a stang Because me really, because me really Because me really, because me really love to make a stang
Because me really, because me really Because me really, because me really love to make a stang Because me really, because me really Because me really, because me really love to make a stang Because me really love to make a stang
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