letra de soufside shawty - j shiest
intro:
(on some rdb sh-t, n-ggas always tryna be up on that weird sh-t)
chorus:
southside shawty , dread-head i was unfortunate
n-gga play wit rdb i swear that we gone torture him
my brodie cold hearted you can’t een’ put a fork in him
a long way from the projects i was sitting from the porch with them
yeah, walk down
no more asking questions, now they ask why he don’t talk now
no more second fiddle, yeah n-gga i’m on top now
sliding in the vert but i ain’t riding with the top down
trigger finger itching gotta stop it yeah
verse 1:
lately they been tryna tell a youngin’ how to pop it
i’m the youngest gotta get some money, i ain’t got an option
rdb forever, j mitch know im known to get it poppin
we can’t be together, we ain’t dating prolly only talking
thats on z.roy
i know how the game go, i grew up ‘round them d-boy’s
riding with my cousin nard, that n-gga making street noise
i just talked to trell he said he straight, you know that we boys
doing donuts in the cat i lost it yeah
verse 2:
turn yo savage up some more
rdb gon up the score
eeny meeny miny moe might see me wit a n-gga hoe
all i know is get the bag and never ever drop the motion
shawty said she love me, must be trippin’ off that f-ckin’ potion
mama tried to hug me, i can tell she feeling mixed emotions
her son be out here hustling, n-gga starting to make some d-mn commotion
i been going straight up to the top i call that locomotion
these n-ggas ain’t really popping they just having local motion
i been tryna run it up
shawty tried to play me it didn’t work cause i wasn’t dumb enough
i been holding back cause i might f-ck ‘round turn the summer up
hanging round kev and juan they sho’ll can f-ck some money up
lil’ kee ain’t doing running up
d.a. making jokes, she keep on laughing i don’t see whats fani
man it hurt so bad when they took thug, feel like sum’ took him from me
i been feeling bad, i just beat covid, i’m kinda feeling funny
n-ggas posting glock’s up on the gram next day they took it from you
chorus:
southside shawty , dread-head i was unfortunate
n-gga play wit rdb i swear that we gone totrture him
my brodie cold hearted you can’t een’ put a fork in him
a long way from the projects i was sitting from the porch with them
yeah, walk down
no more asking questions, now they ask why he don’t talk now
no more second fiddle, yeah n-gga i’m on top now
sliding in the vert but i ain’t riding with the top down
trigger finger itching gotta stop it yeah
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