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 rack city (remix) - bizzy montana (american)

verse 1: [bizzy montana]

young montana, young tw-t bussa, shorty gone break it down, i dog her like a rottweiler
waist dumb skinny but her -ss h-lla fat, she spun around dropped it low and brung that sh-t
right back. pop a bottle break it down roll it up get right, black ice, black gold still shinen
bright. words gettin’ slurred, vision type blurred, ya boy nodding like he took to many perks
load up the the clip hit em where it hurts, let em rip and have them bullets flying like thunderbirds
and leave his body on da curb, welcome to burnside b-tch. burnside, burnside money, b-tch, burnside
burnside money, b-tch, burnside, burnside money b-tch

verse 2: [bizzy montana]

i’m like, yo shorty, let a n-gga bone, who else 17 sitting on the f-cking throne, with bottles of grey goose
absolut & patron. i might be underage but you know im still grown, grown, yea shorty you know what i mean
quit fronting, i know you seen my face in them magazines. lil n-gga just doing big things, big things
always ona mission for that motherf-ckin’ green

get money, get, get money, b-tch, get money, get, get money, b-tch, get money, get, get money, b-tch
get money b-tch like it ain’t funny n-gga!

hold on i see some haters, we brought the heat so you know we’ll blaze ya, dont get stupid, i will use
it, have your -ss on the 10 o’clock newsclip

we in the club like. . . we in the club like

burnside, burnside money, b-tch, burnside
burnside money, b-tch, burnside, burnside money b-tch

- bizzy montana american

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS