letra de do what i want - warhol.ss
[chorus: warhol]
ballers gon’ do what they can (lil’ n-gga)
real n-ggas do what they wanna do (real)
i’ma keep chasing that bag (bag)
pull that sh-t up, roll a blunt or two (gas)
no, we not going out sad
these n-ggas done f-cked up, why they mad?
playing these games, you get smashed
we lives with n-ggas that tote with the tag
i paid the dealer with cash
pulled out the lighter, then [?]
oh, that’s your hoe, well, i smashed
f-cked in the studio, gave her a rash
walk in the mall with no rags
i was not checking no tags
diamonds on me and they dancin’
they takin’ pictures, i don’t need a flash
[verse 1: lil duke]
walk in that b-tch like a popstar
strum the guitar like a rockstar
smoking og like a rasta
poppin’ some .30, my pistol
[?] a p-ssy, no they ain’t official
[?]
gang west side, leave a n-gga like eight feet
[?]
smoking og, i’m high as a pilot
[?], i get a deposit
[?]
where that n-gga? they can’t find me
[?]
whipping up the [?], cooking up the chalk
[chorus: warhol]
ballers gon’ do what they can (lil’ n-gga)
real n-ggas do what they wanna do (real)
i’ma keep chasing that bag (bag)
pull that sh-t up, roll a blunt or two (gas)
no, we not going out sad
these n-ggas done f-cked up, why they mad?
playing these games, you get smashed
we lives with n-ggas that tote with the tag
i paid the dealer with cash
pulled out the lighter, then [?]
oh, that’s your hoe, well, i smashed
f-cked in the studio, gave her a rash
walk in the mall with no rags
i was not checking no tags
diamonds on me and they dancin’
they takin’ pictures, i don’t need a flash
[verse 2: hoodrich pablo juan]
[?]
so much drip, gotta mop it (drip, drip)
i’m rockin’ gucci, i don’t [?]
[?]
[chorus: warhol]
ballers gon’ do what they can (lil’ n-gga)
real n-ggas do what they wanna do (real)
i’ma keep chasing that bag (bag)
pull that sh-t up, roll a blunt or two (gas)
no, we not going out sad
these n-ggas done f-cked up, why they mad?
playing these games, you get smashed
we lives with n-ggas that tote with the tag
i paid the dealer with cash
pulled out the lighter, then [?]
oh, that’s your hoe, well, i smashed
f-cked in the studio, gave her a rash
walk in the mall with no rags
i was not checking no tags
diamonds on me and they dancin’
they takin’ pictures, i don’t need a flash
letras aleatórias
- letra de we lost interlude - awnur
- letra de playa ch - нееет, ты что (neeet, ti shto)
- letra de я твоя королевна (i'm your queen) - badda boo
- letra de oops!... i did it again - lady parts
- letra de digue'm tan sols si has pensat - depol
- letra de весна март жопа (vmj) - мц шарипа (mc sharipa)
- letra de daddy's favorite! - reysha rami
- letra de крам0ла - unsinkable (rus)
- letra de heartless - big hit, hit-boy & the alchemist
- letra de aschenbrödel - faun