yn jay & rmc mike – back 2 back كلمات اغاني
[intro: yn jay]
(fingerz, you a fool for this one)
i mean like
fingers, why you do that man
you always doing something, man
why— ah
[verse: yn jay & rmc mike]
got fingerz on the beat, i’m finna go crazy
i just hit a b_tch like fifty_six, that’s my old lady
she tryna suck my d_ck from the back, i’m like, “no, baby”
man, this b_tch just squirted everywhere, i’m like, “woah, baby”
i’m lookin’ for a bad freaky b_tch with the toe painting
bad b_tch walkin’ in some heels, ain’t got no laces
i just beat this lil’ b_tch down, she had gold braces
p_ssy so good, i couldn’t stop, i’m a whole date
i just met a b_tch that’s twenty_one, she got four babies
stuffed twenty ‘bows in the bas_m_nt, got the whole— d_mn
sh_t, got the ‘bows stankin’
onе thousand old hundreds, bens with the bold facеs
police couldn’t find no evidence, we gon’ cold case it
i just made a hundred racks in blues, not the old faces
i just took some ice out the freezer, it’s a froze bracelet
b_tch sniffin’ coke all day, got her nose stankin’
auntie quit f_ckin’ with the dog, she gon’ cocaine it
finna blow a n_gga house up, i’ma propane it
finna draw a picture like picasso, i’ma pro paint it
drop the vacuum sealer, but the ‘bows stankin’
woah, jaylein
i’m finna cool the summer down like a cold blanket
i just touched a b_tch heart, we gon’ soulmate
b_tch ain’t wash her feet off— ah
got her toes stankin’
sh_t, that’s a d_mn shame
i just threw paint on my old_school, look like champagne
hundred rounds on my ar, ain’t gotta d_mn aim
within the first night, i beat the campaign
n_gga only shoot his— d_mn
n_gga only shoot his gun when he at the d_mn range
i just hit dog from far away, i got d_mn range
not a walker for an old person, but i sell ‘caine
i just popped a n_gga in all white, ain’t got a d_mn stain
i would never stop sh_t talkin’ ’cause the fans change
i just fell in love with mary, don’t tell jane
i just got caught with my side b_tch, don’t tell main
f_ck, that’s a d_mn shame
b_tch, if i don’t speak to you first, don’t say a thing
ayy, mike, hey
who the f_ck gave dog a firearm? he just dropped his flame
hey, jay, f_ck
who the f_ck gave dog a d_mn chain?
you can’t talk around dog, he gon’ tell things
i be f_ckin’ with the edd, we got twelve names
i’m a rapper, but i look like i sell ‘caine
i just dropped thirteen shots, then 12 came
okay the w popped up before the l came
i used the ho to catch somebody, that’s jailbait
how the f_ck you get a manicure, but your nails stank?
ask how much lean i drunk today, about twelve eights
sh_t, okay, the b_tch ass real, but her hair fake
should i break the bag all the way down or sell weight? (we don’t smoke the same)
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