- Mike WiLL Made-It Come Down 歌詞
- Mike WiLL Made-It
- Sosa baby
Ear Dummers
Bang, bang, bang
Mike WiLL Made-It
I flaunt it, I bought it
I talk it, I walk it
Only thing I would shoot is this load of this .40
Please, do not confront me
If you ain't talking money
Take a little bitty sip
Though I'm already foggy
Let it ring , let it all fall down, all come down
I'd be insane to complain, baby
I'm so high, I don't wanna come down
Sosa baby, GBE baby
Hopped out the car smelling like skunk
And I'm cleaned up, something like a monk
Trap wanging, something like a trunk
And I stand tall, something like a dunk
Talking about the money
Talking about the fffrrr-beep
Big baby, you know what the fuck you do to me
I'm riding with my shooter
He won't hesitate to squeeze
Any homie, you know what the fuck he do for me
Fit the stuff up in my Balmains
And what I'm talking, the sawed off thang
Knock you down, like the Chiraq Blackhawks gang
I ain' t never had nothing (Bang, bang, bang)
I flaunt it, I bought it
I talk it, I walk it
Only thing I would shoot is this load of this .40
Please , do not confront me
If you ain't talking money
Take a little bitty sip
Though I'm already foggy
Let it ring, let it all fall down, all come down
I'd be insane to complain, baby
I'm so high, I don't wanna come down
Talk about a come up
Me and my young bulls playing with a lump sum (damn)
Niggas that owe me always trying to avoid me
Clutching my .40 and fucking with lil' shorty
They wanna gossip all through the day
Meanwhile, we flossing every way (way)
Forget what it's costing
We get it right back when we lost it
My G.I. Joe got the MAC in case they wanna cross me
Being impatient got me a new spot that's spacious
And I don't test drive the sedan, I take it(I take it)
I wanna shine, I wanna rub it in their faces (faces)
I flaunt it, I bought it
I talk it, I walk it
Only thing I would shoot is this load of this .40
Please, do not confront me
If you ain't talking money
Take a little bitty sip
Though I'm already foggy
Let it ring, let it all fall down, all come down
I'd be insane to complain, baby
I'm so high, I don' t wanna come down
All of these bitches call me big daddy
Do so much shit in KOD
They calling me Trick Daddy
Moncler with Louboutin, yeah, I mismatch it
You can tell I'm a rich nigga by looking at me
I'm just chilling, my nigga, my diamonds dancing
You know I shop on Rodeo
I'm never tagging
I'm paper chasing 'till they put me in a casket
I swear them hundreds singing to me like a ballet
When I get that Murciélago
I'ma drive it like a Audi
I pay my ties with these strippers , yeah
I'm trying to die a fucking billionaire
Balmains, got like every pair
On top, I ain't going anywhere
I flaunt it, I bought it
I talk it, I walk it
Only thing I would shoot is this load of this .40
Please, do not confront me
If you ain't talking money
Take a little bitty sip
Though I'm already foggy
Let it ring, let it all fall down, all come down
I'd be insane to complain, baby
I'm so high, I don't wannacomedown<比如>
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