- On They Neck (from the "Bruised" Soundtrack) 歌詞 Erica Banks Bruised Soundtrack
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- Bruised Soundtrack On They Neck (from the "Bruised" Soundtrack) 歌詞
- Erica Banks Bruised Soundtrack
- B***h please
OG Parker
Hard when I step know I'm steppin' where they neck go
Flyin' private yeah I'm everywhere the check go
Gone
The only reason haters talk is 'cause we let those
But she keep talkin' crazy I'ma cock it back and let go
She get smoked out
Gone
She get smoked out
B***h
She get smoked out
Huh
Bring the d**e out
On god
She get smoked out
Yeah
She get smoked out
Huh
If she ain't know it then b***h you know it now
On god
Dripped out like hot sauce
Playin' she can get pound on
Wild b***hes with the top off
9 10 we'll get you knocked off
Old h*es getting dropped off
They don't even meet the standards
P***y
New h*es getting tooked off
They don't even see the camera
Huh
Hatin' on me but they n***a not
I got a rollie now I got a bigger box
Runnin' to me got the bigger clock
And I'ma bust it then I got the bigger knots
Wonderin' if I should hit or not
F**k your friend I want the bigger thot
Balenci bag when I switch it out
'Cause I'ma spend it all and I'ma rent it out
Hard when I step know I' m steppin' where they neck go
Flyin' private yeah I'm everywhere the check go
Gone
The only reason haters talk is 'cause we let those
But she keep talkin' crazy I'ma cock it back and let go
She get smoked out
Gone
She get smoked out
B***h
She get smoked out
Huh
Bring the d**e out
On god
She get smoked out
Yeah
She get smoked out
Huh
If she ain't know it then b***h you know it now
On god
Rockin' I'm rollin' don't do no patroling
I'm high off the blunt in the room
I got the s**t with the ice and 'h*e it's f**k the price'
In this h*e I'ma stunt in this room
I need designer turn up that Rihanna
I bought at the store and it comes with the shoes
All of these b** *hes be all up in my business
They takin' the sauce and they ruin the tune
Ride L vibe L put them h*es in time out
H*e don't let me find out
All your n***as mine now
Draped out and dripped up
N***a come and put your b***h up
N***a you gon ' get your b***h f**ked
Know I probably keep the s**t tucked
I just went and spend 20 thousand on stilletos
Ridin' round the city Nina with me in a Lambo
Inside peanuts butter outside yellow
Been had all the drip I'm not your b***h I'll put that s**t on
Hard when I step know I'm steppin' where they neck go
Flyin' private yeah I'm everywhere the check go
Gone
The only reason haters talk is 'cause we let those
But she keep talkin' crazy I'ma cock it back and let go
She get smoked out
Gone
She get smoked out
B***h
She get smoked out
Huh
Bring the d* *e out
On God
She get smoked out
Yeah
She get smoked out
Huh
If she ain't know it then b***h you know it now
God
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