Lyrics
Pick up to six lines to make a card.
Do you hear me, mane?
Don't be jankin', mane
You ain't got the bread, don't try to prank me, mane
Back in the days I was ridin' on them twanky thangs
Ice on my neck and my wrist with a pinky rang
I stay drippin', mane, like a bad drain
Louis, Fendi, Gucci, Louis, do you hear me, mane?
Protected like the Pope, I'm sayin' this is certainly, mane
You run up, you goin' get hurt severely, mane
Ela prefere o DJ, nosso bonde tá pesadão
Pesadão, pesadão, pesadão, pesadão
Ela prefere o DJ, nosso bonde tá pesadão
Pesadão, pesadão, pesadão
Do you hear me, mane? I'm spеakin' clearly, mane
Just like the icе on my teeth and my pinky rang
You promoters with these shows, don't be jankin', mane
I need that back end in my hand, do you hear me, mane?
Ela prefere o DJ, ela prefere o DJ
Pesadão, pesadão, pesadão
Ela prefere o DJ, ela prefere o DJ
Pesadão, pesadão, pesadão (do you hear me, mane?)
Ela prefere o DJ, ela prefere o DJ
Pesadão, pesadão, pesadão
Ela prefere o DJ, ela prefere o DJ
Pesadão, pesadão, pesadão
Select lines to share them. You can select up to 6 lines. Arrow keys move between lines, Space selects, Shift with the arrow keys selects a range, Escape clears.