a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

ghetto baby boom - better worry bout it كلمات أغنية

[intro: ghetto baby boom]
(good lookin’, dnell)
don’t worry ’bout it
[?], don’t worry ’bout it

[verse,1: ghetto baby boom]
the n_ggas know, they watch they tone when they speak to me
mochey shoes hit me for a rack, they came from italy
n_gga, i ain’t got no friends, all i got is enemies
but them boys don’t want no beef, they know we be in them streets
.223s leave they ass squirmin’ like a centipede
you know bro bro got them pints in like fifty every week
bro bro got them ‘bows in too, ain’t no way we sleep
i just wanna rob some sh_t just for me to be complete
all that d_ck suckin’ and internеt sh_t you be doin’
that’s why you still out here brokе and you ain’t shootin’
b_tch, don’t ask me what i’m into, b_tch, i’m into buildin’ houses
stash thousands, b_tch, i came a long way from gettin’ allowance
f_ck these n_ggas talkin’ to? they ain’t really ’bout it
f_ck these n_ggas talkin’ to? they ain’t really rowdy
don’t talk that money sh_t to me, i’ll have brodie rob you
tell the police go on break just for a week

[verse 2]
tried to slide down the under, we put you straight to sleep
they callin’ me the wock’ man, i keep some drank on me
lil’ b_tch, you got a n_gga, why you worried ’bout me?
ride with drank and ar, guaranteed it’ll sweep you off your feet
hit them n_ggas’ block, we bang that sh_t just like a jimmy beat
turn to mj and bron, on the court, we got two 23s
i’ma catch an opp and take him out, the glock like applebee’s
try to slide on all, i did you wrong just like i’m pleasure pete
i fall in hoes and make you move it, the ar got a coolant
if i see your top, guaranteed you finna lose it
i probably hit your b_tch, she know that’s right to all my music
have mello slime her out and you in love, boy, you stupid
keep talkin’ out your top, i up this glock and make you lose it
why these lil’ n_ggas be totin’ bl!cks if they don’t never use it?
yeah, this lil’ b_tch wanna f_ck, she say she listen to my music
he was up off unemployment, got his cheese and then he blew it
i just caught the percs and grabbed the 90 script
got so many poles on the block, it’s all type of sh_t
when that draco bust, it ain’t no stoppin’ it
catch an opp in traffic, do him bold, he know what time it is
brodie came back with thirty bands, say it’s off a body
i won’t never hear the way she with me, all she do is top me
when i’m rich, i’ma get my brother the new maserati
then i’ma cop bugatti, i can’t let these n_ggas stop me
drop a kick like ronda rousey, get the head, then i’m outy
magician with the glock, these bullets f_ck around, come bouncin’ out you
we’d come pull up on your block and bring the ho up out you
god know he need to free that man, them n_ggas hoes without ’em
had to measure drank, done f_cked up on my daughter baby bottles
when i get my cup, i pour some out, mama know i got ’em
if i catch your mans out in traffic, you better worry bout him
[outro]
(good lookin’, dnell)

- ghetto baby boom

كلمات أغنية عشوائية

كلمات الأغنية الشائعة حالياً