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 #

rio da yung og & louie ray - one night كلمات الأغنية

one night lyrics
[intro: rio da yung og]
alright
alright
(his name’s pablo)

[verse 1: rio da yung og]
i might f_ck around and put a bird on your head
40 sh_lls hot, i’ll put a perm on your head
up close with k’ll probably take a third out his head
hittin’ her off a perc’, i done struck a nerve in my leg
i keep askin’ nutty where the f_ck is daisy lane at?
hit dope, i dropped a zip and d_mn near eighty came back
i don’t use too much effort, kinda lazy when i rap
one day i sprayed a n_gga car with the baby in the back
it’s hard to duck these, boy, i got like eighty in the strap
sittin’ in front the dope house, strap just layin’ in my lap
i’m a dog, b_tch, but you won’t see me chasin’ after cats
fentanyl, b_tch, i probably get like eighty off a pack

[verse 2: louie ray]
it’s addin’ up ’cause i ain’t lazy when i stack
since we in it, we might as well go crazy with the bag
ri’ ain’t count it, but he say it’s like eighty in a bag
we’ll do a n_gga shady after any aftermath
i just got my dope sack back from fresh up out her ass
d_mn, you eighteen for real? b_tch, you fresh up outta class
if i don’t call, that’s just confirmation that the p_ssy whack
most hoes’ sh_t be pink, how this b_tch p_ssy black?
second after shots be too late, sh_t be crazy
how the f_ck you gon’ tell me i shorted you and i just weighed it?
i knew ri’ was gon’ let me off in this b_tch, i was waitin’
bro, we d_mn near the hardest out for real, n_ggas wasted
[verse 3: rio da yung og]
twenty racks in all blues, i can fold it up
fifty cal big as f_ck, bro, help me hold it up
when i started off, my verses was a band, now i’m goin’ up
bro ain’t ate, he on his second thirty, got him throwin’ up
don’t talk my ear off ’bout your bag, n_gga, show me somethin’
got it on my own, a n_gga lyin’ if he said rio owe him somethin’
used to brag, come across a l!ck for ten racks, now i could blow a hundred
it ain’t gotta be yours just ’cause you show the money
what the f_ck you in the strip club for? n_gga, throw the money
before i ever made a cent off rap, i had promoter money
i could tell the dog raw by the odor on it
ten racks for this new rifle, the b_tch so big, it got a motor on it

[verse 4: louie ray]
i’m hittin’ the ho i’m tryna hit, i ain’t at all the cheddar bob
i know this b_tch ratchet for real, she came through in just a bob
i make five racks a day off rap and treat it like a job
tell promoters they gon’ have to roll out carpet for the mob
n_ggas think we don’t know sh_t about the d, i’m on the lodge
i’m with r, i’m at joes, we with nuk ‘nem on the 5
see, my daddy a k!ller, couldn’t be p_ssy if i tried
if you told and it’s on paper, boy, you lucky you alive
call d money for zaz’, i buy percs from barry there
i say, “mike, you got your strap?” he say, “i’m legally prepared”
brodie got some bricks stashed, but ain’t surrendering a square
probably with a b_tch or two if i’m delivering a square
[verse 5: rio da yung og]
i hope we get into a scuffle, got my knife on me
i understand you trickin’, i ain’t trippin’, what’s the price on it?
a n_gga ain’t gon’ take sh_t, i put my life on it
her ass flat as f_ck, i can roll a pair of dice on it
i was blind to the fact you was a rat, i need some bifocals
they ain’t let me in the door, that b_tch got pried open
louie say he finna drop that audi truck, he got his eyes on it
i’m up now, i bet you never catch da yung og without a dime on him

- rio da yung og louie ray

كلمات أغنية عشوائية

كلمات الأغاني الشهيرة