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kris the $pirit - floorin كلمات الأغنية

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[intro]
(huh)
(gotta’ wake them)
(gotta’ wake them)

[verse 1]
got to wake them up cup of folgers (cheaya)
i never gave no f_cks about opponents
man ‘dem on the block, sold dope was informants!
going by the code, that’s fools’ gold, you know this!
trap lords, open up back doors for rodents
lock a young n_gga for packs that he sold him
you run that, i’ll burn that boy down to roaches
the devil wants me back, but
i’m airborne in orbit yeah
[chorus]
(huh)
hundred million racks on racks, f_ck your mortgage yeah
(huh)
(whoo)
f_ck your love like p_rn stars record it, yeah, (huh)
(whoa)
coming up that god source was dormant, yeah, (huh)
f_ck you thought i sp_wned out of the projects

[verse 2]
trying to slide on these n_ggas for jordan’s
homicide, that blood lеaking euphoric (yeah)
trying to slide on mе, knife in the organs
don’t speak, spilling like oil leak out the corvette (geesh)
p_ssy n_ggas surrounded me i’m allergic
city sleeping but they don’t even deserve it
curvy b_tches still calling me for the orgies
quarterback calling the shots, pour out the forties
yeah

[chorus]
(huh)
hundred million racks on racks, f_ck your mortgage yeah, (huh)
(whoo)
f_ck your love like p_rn stars record it, yeah, (huh)
(whoa)
coming up that god source was dormant, yeah, (huh)
f_ck you thought i sp_wned out of the projects
(whoo)
keep your jewelry tucked
where i’m from everybody get touched
i can’t f_ck no sl_t
king of the thing like tut

[verse 3]
spitter like carter out in new orleans
north face covered the body, storming your fortress
long days trapping narcotics, packaged the orders
johnny dang on me can’t change the fact that i’m gorgeous
if i don’t got it i’m at your door like mormon knock’ knock
give me my duffle bag is enormous big nots
i only do milly rock when it’s h__rded
stored it, under bed, shorty red, flawless!
yeah

[chorus]
(huh)
hundred million racks on racks, f_ck your
mortgage yeah, (huh)
(whoo)
f_ck your love like p_rn stars record it, yeah, (huh)
(whoa)
coming up that god source was dormant, yeah, (huh)
f_ck you thought i sp_wned out of the projects

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