letra de snkrs - happy hour (ile)
tzt:
(verse 1)
(look)
me, my n-ggas we buck
mano y mano
but wait f-ck boy
you steppin’ round my giannos
my motto, move quiet and hit big, like lottos
auto-bots roll out
on god i’m bout to show out
two things i don’t like
a scuff mark
a mark b-tch
the tough part is
i’m heartless
guitar riffs in the back b-tch
big timbs n-gga i stomp sh-t
sneakers on my fit
that’s blood family i’ll pop quick
saul:
(verse 2)
(uh)
my baby mama got me air forces
with the swoosh we roll deeper than a corpse husband
my foot loose but i don’t dance
when you see le fleur you gotta take 2
a double glance
so much cons you would think i am a
conman
so much shoes you would think i am a
cobbler
my shoes foreign
they no speaky they no hablé
so when you see em, ask the price
you’d havе no idea
ziccy:
(verse 3)
(look)
i buck sh-t likе buck shots in shot guns
gun runner
run sh-t
sh-t run that’s top gun
top spun i’m playing games
but you n-ggas not fun
tennis shoes rippin’ up the court
but you n-ggas can’t afford
you need funds
my concepts crazy
no ab ac
yo technique lazy
no n-gga faze me
i’m in the stacey’s
but i’ll still kick it with the timbs
till cop a benz
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- letra de repeat - beam (mx)
- letra de chemical - yesify
- letra de un ragazzo più triste degli altri - gigliola cinquetti
- letra de piensa en mí - the han trap
- letra de bambolé - freezo
- letra de in the realm of the senses - lapsed catholics
- letra de reminisce (d&d dub) - mary j. blige
- letra de appleweeds - pev
- letra de clockwise - freezepop