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 #

letra de poppin' drugz - 30 on the beat

[intro:]
rj, go get that n-gga daylon..
say no more
aye, what it do bro, pittsburgh boppin’, we in this b-tch, we off the xans bro
yea!
we poppin’ molly bro
&  yea!!
 we gettin’ ready to hit off on this b-tch bruh; aye micah bro
skrrrrrr!!

[chorus: 30 on the beat & ]
hunnid bands in my pocket, you know i got the cargo

all these b-tches round me, you ain’t even got the memo

poppin perkys, poppin molly, poppin all these xans

got all these girls at my crib, they coming out them pants

poppin perkys, poppin molly, poppin all these xans

got all these girls at my crib, they coming out thеm pants

poppin perkys, poppin molly, poppin all these xans

got all these girls at my crib, they coming out them pants

poppin perkys, poppin molly, poppin all these xans

got all these girls at my crib, they coming out them pants

[verse 1: & ]
poppin’ molly, poppin’ oxy, good head sloppy toppy
and you know i got my vans, police stop me, put up my hands

and one, you can’t stop, chief-slink that’s my hobby

uh, i’m sick and tired of these games
i’m done f-ckin’ with you lames
good head, give me brain
d. lillard no aim

taking shots out your dome
criss-cross, no phone
air penny. no loan
helicopter no drone uh…
[chorus: 30 on the beat & ]
hunnid bands in my pocket, you know i got the cargo

all these b-tches round me, you ain’t even got the memo

poppin perkys, poppin molly, poppin all these xans

got all these girls at my crib, they coming out them pants

poppin perkys, poppin molly, poppin all these xans

got all these girls at my crib, they coming out them pants

poppin perkys, poppin molly, poppin all these xans

got all these girls at my crib, they coming out them pants

poppin perkys, poppin molly, poppin all these xans

got all these girls at my crib, they coming out them pants

[verse 2: ]
gettin’ all these dubs, all i know is winning
dropped thirty-three last game, i think i’m scotty pippen
coke and henny is the only thing, that i’m sippin’
sauce from head to toe, yea that boy rod be drippin’
you and your girl split, things ain’t cl!ckin’
she slid in my dm’s next day, without no permisson
now i got your b-tch, whipping up in the kitchen
and you know i’m in this b-tch, flexing and finessing

[chorus: 30 on the beat & ]
hunnid bands in my pocket, you know i got the cargo

all these b-tches round me, you ain’t even got the memo

poppin perkys, poppin molly, poppin all these xans

got all these girls at my crib, they coming out them pants

poppin perkys, poppin molly, poppin all these xans

got all these girls at my crib, they coming out them pants

poppin perkys, poppin molly, poppin all these xans

got all these girls at my crib, they coming out them pants

poppin perkys, poppin molly, poppin all these xans

got all these girls at my crib, they coming out them pants

[outro:]
(30 on the beat)

- 30 on the beat

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS