![kalimah.top](https://kalimah.top/extra/logo.png)
dbangz - six paths lyrics
[intro]
you leave your bread in the ghetto
picked from the souls of the dead in the ghetto
how do you make your bread in the ghetto?
picked from the souls of the dead in the ghetto
[verse 1]
b-tch
uh, look, it’s your local antagonist
swaggin’ in front of cameras
eating -ss like sandwiches until i feel well established
me and snot putting n-ggas in disadvantages
homies throwing with us and the public can’t handle us
or dismantle us
just bought my mom the baton
n-ggas who twirl batons we tryna claim we ain’t on
when it comes to the moola, i’m like ferris bueller – all days off
she gon’ play with my b-lls until her car is payed off
to my working father
soon your -ss can relax
just let me master this track so we can go flip a few stacks
and to my mother
all you gotta do is lay back
’cause it’s my turn to turn up and make up for my slacks
and to my homies
appreciate the work that you’ve done
y’all can have my apartment
have some parties and get drunk
and to the hoes
all of y’all can get it for free
make sure you suck before you enter, either j.norm or me
snot somewhere else
practicing jutsu’s beware
or prolly sippin’ over a girl he never met but that’s fair
whoever on the throne
gettin’ the d-ck out the clear
if it’s a thick -ss n-gga, me and jnorm finna share
seven million ways to die
my n-gga choose one
merc ya motherf-cka, sadly what i do for fun
your b-tch like me
because i’m awesome, i’m icy
if you got a problem, you can fight me
i like white b-tches and they like me
dbangz is broke but he raps nicely
hit a pregnancy like kylie
yo, when i shoot my side, i’m like kyrie
with a lineup like ice-t
[interlude]
yo, big booty n-ggas on my f-cking d-ck 2018
s-xy n-ggas on my d-ck 2018
ayy, l!ck a n-gga in his bootyhole 2018
look, off top, look, i said
[outro]
i’m so off sp-ce, god
when they make me k!ll these motherf-ckas
that’s the thing they me feel alive
i got the choppa on my desk
i got the desk on the choppa
n-gga, if you shoot you i’m not gon’ stop ya
’cause if i come through, you gon’ need a doctor
for seven n-ggas who’s leading the cl-ss like proctors
ha, swag, big booty n-ggas on my d-ck…
كلمات أغنية عشوائية
- sam derosa - all the time lyrics
- мэйби бэйби & treepside - высшая школа фей lyrics
- yung smoker - destination lyrics
- treytm - clouds, dark clouds lyrics
- tobe nwigwe - get a little bag lyrics
- eliza niemi - who needs headphones lyrics
- ex battalion - chismis lyrics
- jeremy mccomb - every road lyrics
- kieron faming - motion lyrics
- sunshine christo - triple h freestyle lyrics