Songtext von C'mere

I don't say anything, I say nothing Who in the fuck do you think you runnin' from? C'mere (huh, c'mere, mm, c'mere) Rino hand the whip to valet Think I'ma make some racks today I'll bring my choppa out to play Call them laws and tell 'em I did that, bitch They speak on ELA, it's like it's not okay I'm runnin' a four flat tryna catch his ass, bitch C'mere I'm runnin' 'round with a 'K Get caught with it, I'm doin' 'bout eight And she wanna give me brain I'm finna fuck that lil' bitch face I'm in a 392, I'm ridin' ELA, I got her on my side Seen me in person, it's like he seen a ghost The pussy damn near died They better call 911, the bitch nigga just got fried Playin' with me, but I'm not that one, he finna meet that fire Who in the fuck do you think you runnin' from? C'mere (huh, c'mere, mm, c'mere) Rino hand the whip to valet Think I'ma make some racks today I'll bring my choppa out to play Call them laws and tell 'em I did that, bitch