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g-scott – no more كلمات اغاني

(verse 1)
short n-gga balled i’m krillin
-ssemble the dragonb-lls wish for some millions/
and all we get left here with stove pots and kitchens/
finessing and juugin a broke n-ggas mission/
we trying to get rich i mean rich as a b-tch i mean
persian light skinneded milk chocolate chicks/
ride chrome on the whips
throw leather and woods in the mix then poe up a 4 in a split/
like never forget girl
b-tch who you with?/
ride four nine to 5th
pick up a 5th/
then sip in the whip, praying police’s don’t trip/
we could get pulled over, tragically crash/
and i was just trying to go get me some -ss/
love a b-tch f-ck a b-tch heard neither last/
no matter who comes 1st the other one lacks/
this sh-t was all good just a week ago/
back when i rapped all my weaker flows/
smoking on the loud with the speakers low/
loner in crowd’s where the speakers blown/
strobe lights flash in the rearview/
gone n-gga thoughts they don’t hear you/
staring at the water ocean clear blue
tell a b-tch n-gga better get a clue/
if you wanna roll with a winner bout cold as winter better pray you bout that life tonight/
halo rims and angel wings i’m floating like satellite oh/
she tell me lies cause subconsciously i don’t want to know/
so for the moment
ride it roll it
ride it roll it smoke/

(chorus)
i been working i been raging i been rolling for a week/
after party to the party meet me in the swisher suite/
i got that fire got that fire baby tell me what you need/
got one night up in your city make me never wanna leave yeah/

she don’t really want to be a n-gga side b-tch no more/
say she rather play the field than the sideline no more
but i’m all out of f-cks i don’t really give no more/
no more
no more
no more
no more

(verse 2)
6am in the city of angels/
p-ssy practice trigonometry she try any angle/
let me film a motion picture swear the p-ssy fandango/
tried to trick me into saving her she tried to finagle/
but i’m too finute for mrs dr seuss/
telling tall tales that’s an aesop fable/
off a tab of lucy and a xan to boost me/
trying to free my mind my mental lil boosie/
screaming let me out but/
all you ever do is let me down/
i dive in then you let me drown
i can’t float still i smoke a pound/
i’m so high/
i been gone for minute/
baby lose your clothes bare your soul for a minute/
we gone need a hour that’s dior in the denim/
stay in long beach that’s a long way from indy/
but them jeans how you fit em/
got me almost reconsidering the bullsh-t you be spittin/
every n-gga rolling good prolly hitting i dont get it/
got designer in the linen while you rolling off a pill/
and though that sh-t is not appealing swear i love the way its feeling right now/
but i’m back in vegas/
same ol kid with a pack of vegas/
playing street fighter you know blanka, vega/
order room service tell her tip the waiter/
lately f-ck the patience cause i’m tired of waiting/
we done danced with gods and had some words with satan/
roll the valley up until we tally up how many bad b-tches we done left here waiting/
quit the trippin pimpin it’s a celebration/
while the worlds on fire/
roll the fire blaze it/
b-tches step in crib like sororities haze in/
cause i love to hate you when you eyes are asian/

(chorus)

- g scott

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