letra de tyrone henderson - bink baghdad
“f-ck are these n-ggas talmbout man ,i’m the i’m the , i’m the new gucci mane ”
(chorus)
gotta getcho grind on , i’m so sick and tired homes
trapped in different time zones, when i make it i’m gone
get it straight from tyrone, never seen a rhinestone
yellow diamonds pop corn, yellow diamonds pop corn
gotta getcho grind on , i’m so sick and tired homes
trapped in different time zones, when i make it i’m gone
get it straight from tyrone, never seen a rhinestone
yellow diamonds pop corn, yellow diamonds pop corn
(verse 1)
since sixteen was a crazy -ss kid, run laps around rapper raps f-ck ya ad-libs /
i got fifty b-tches naked in my crib , eatin these mc’s like milk chocolate /
cuz some of ya actions make me miss the message , i heard ya mixtape and its not that impressive /
im breaking the bank you just building up pressure, f-ck 20’s & 50’s them hunnets is better! /
i will not stop til its me at the top, drop a mixtape every week if i gots /
til its big b’s south beach on a yacht , breaking down weed venice beach next to cops/
trips overseas for the cream of the crop , crem de la crem pour the lean close the top /
blood on my times & its blood on my watch, in baltimore living life like i’m pac, hah! /
(chorus)
gotta getcho grind on , i’m so sick and tired homes
trapped in different time zones, when i make it i’m gone
get it straight from tyrone, never seen a rhinestone
yellow diamonds pop corn, yellow diamonds pop corn
(verse 2)
baghdad might go hard , i never play wit them , they say i’m the rap game kadian /
it ain’t a badder team that you can trade wit him, nollie tre’s down the new fire scape depends /
it could be me and you in a new vehicle , bumping & rolling and pop in my interview /
y’all really think that this rap is so difficult, i could rap on a beat with no interlude / (ooo)
bink bag mustve had a thotianna in a spot , like rihanna madonna bey all giving him top/
critics say yeah they really say y’all should really stop, sk’s make a n-gga turn a little to a lot /
i love my city it showed me things, grippen the choppa i blow out ya brains /
y’all n-gga balling i think i’m jermaine, shoot at ya mother for birthing a lameeeeeeee/
(chorus)
gotta getcho grind on , i’m so sick and tired homes
trapped in different time zones, when i make it i’m gone
get it straight from tyrone, never seen a rhinestone
yellow diamonds pop corn, yellow diamonds pop corn
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- letra de yas queen - brvnks
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- letra de satisfied - jordan solomon
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