
lil' keke - 25 lighters كلمات أغنية
[intro: fat pat]
love it, mane
[chorus: lil’ keke & dj dmd]
twenty_five lighters on my dresser, yessir
i gots to get paid
we’ve got twenty_five lighters on the dresser, yessir
gots to get paid
[verse 1: dj dmd]
i got twenty_five lighters for my twenty_five foes
’bout to break the mic then break twenty_five mo’
’bout to rip the track wit ’bout twenty_five flows
and i’m pimpin’ like a mac wit’ ’bout twenty_five hoes
twenty_five five_carat diamonds in my ring
twenty_five 12s in the trunk, got to bang
make moves to make a quick twenty_five mill’
come up so i can knock off big nine_nine seville
’bout to take me ’bout twenty_five yellowbones home
do ’em bad and make ’em twenty_five phone home
call daddy, tell him twenty_five got to go
dmd done put it down, twenty_five out the door
hittin’ the highway, doin’ twenty_five shows
twenty_five limos slammin’ twenty_five doors
representin’ fo’ those holdin’ twenty_five screws in they deck
i’ma wreck and rip twenty_five crews quick
[chorus: lil’ keke & dj dmd]
twenty_five lighters on my dresser, yessir
i gots to get paid
we’ve got twenty_five lighters on the dresser, yessir
gots to get paid (love it, man)
twenty_five lighters on my dresser, yessir
i gots to get paid
we’ve got twenty_five lighters on the dresser, yessir
gots to get paid
[verse 2: lil keke]
i jumps up early and i yawns and stretch
another day, another dollar, ‘nother case to catch
i take my time and realize that this game is real
i got my mind on foreign, but i’m sw_ngin’ marble grill
gots to act real bad when i close red doors
i’m shootin’ spiders off my rims ’cause i’m ridin’ on fours
and n_ggas don’t understand that we be drinkin’ the norm
never trust broads, they’re frauds
on the ‘vard is where i slang when i claim my name
back in the game herschelwood, texas regained
it’s the nine_eight and i’m jumpin in the mix
rocks up on my wrists and got haters on my list
how ya like me now? ’cause i’m real
comin’ down piece and chain four shiny grills
gots to bring hat, where them boys at?
fixin’ to break the mic down, it’s that fat pat
[chorus: lil’ keke & dj dmd]
twenty_five lighters on my dresser, yessir
i gots to get paid
we’ve got twenty_five lighters on the dresser, yessir
gots to get paid (love it, man)
twenty_five lighters on my dresser, yessir
i gots to get paid
we’ve got twenty_five lighters on the dresser, yessir
gots to get paid
[verse 3: fat pat]
i’m so throwed in the game
southside playas, screwed up cl!ck mayne
wit the botany set you can bet them smoove as a ‘vette
comin’ through this motherf_cker man, hold up it’s lit
some n_ggas catch me high like that
and some n_ggas act like they wanna pull a gat
but they betta watch out for the boy p_a_t
ask them motherf_ckin’ haters can they handle me
’cause i be so throwed in this game
comin’ down on the sw_ng
grip wood grain, on the shirt i leave a stain
’cause you tryna jack a real true g
comin’ down the boulevard, can ya see me
sw_ng and i sw_ng and i sw_ng to the left
pop my trunk and yep yep yep
n_ggas betta see a n_gga roll
starched down and i’m rollin on 84s
it’s the n_gga f_a_t represent the clique
right up in the bowl and a whole lotta sh_t
you betta look around ’cause they don’t understand it
i’ma say, “hold up!” and scream, “god dammit!”
’cause i’ma let the gat gone grip and gone take a trip
and if it’s empty clip just throw it off the ship
’cause it’s a throwaway gat
it’s that fat pat, where them haters at, where them haters at
man love it man
[chorus: lil’ keke & dj dmd]
twenty_five lighters on my dresser, yessir
i gots to get paid
we’ve got twenty_five lighters on the dresser, yessir
gots to get paid (love it, man)
twenty_five lighters on my dresser, yessir
i gots to get paid
we’ve got twenty_five lighters on the dresser, yessir
gots to get paid (love it, man)
twenty_five lighters on my dresser, yessir
i gots to get paid
we’ve got twenty_five lighters on the dresser, yessir
gots to get paid (love it, man)
[outro: dj dmd]
that’s how we do it, dmd, keke, fat pat
gs in pa, gs in the city, gs in the south so real
gs in pa, gs in the city, gs in the south so real
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