The Face
Englisch

Songtext von The Face

GenreHip Hop Rap
OriginalspracheEnglisch
Aufrufe308
AaLeseeinstellungen
Textgröße 18

Originaltext

EN
Noch keine Übersetzung verfügbar. Der Originaltext wird angezeigt.
Tryna make a wrong thing Yes sir (tryna make a wrong thing), let's get ready Tryna make a wrong thing right I need a– (gangsta Grillz) Damn (well, goddamn), damn (aye Trippie), damn Pew-pew, pew-pew (this what they was waiting on?), Pew-pew, pew-pew, pew-pew, pew-pew, pew-pew (DJ Drama), pew-pew (get 'em), pew-pew Bitch wanna sit up in my face Hoe I need a taste, hoe I need the face (yeah) Rolls-Royce pullin' through the gate (big body) This shit ain't no crib, this shit more like an estate (big house) They made a mistake letting niggas in the place (big mistake) She act out of line, watch how fast she get replaced This bitch out her mind, think I'm really finna chase She back with her nigga, he must went and bought a cape (brr, sing that song) This shit ain't no game, niggas think I came to play Bitch gon' get entitled when she see food on the plate When they say what's up the feelings hide behind the face (face) Niggas say it's up, gon' get to ducking everyday (bah) Fah-fah-fah-fah Get to ducking every way (brr) They wanna calm me down, I'ma up it every way (up it every way) Ain't nothing fear play, I ain't having fear today (I ain't having fear) Ya'll ain't got no taste and it's hard to imitate (haha) Damn (damn), damn, damn (goddamn) Pew-pew, pew-pew, pew-pew, pew-pew (keep going), pew-pew, pew-pew, pew-pew, pew-pew, pew-pew Bitch wanna sit up in my face Hoe I need a taste, hoe I need the face (yeah) Rolls-Royce pullin' through the gate (big body) This shit ain't no crib, this shit more like an estate (big house) They made a mistake letting niggas in the place (big mistake) She act out of line, watch how fast she get replaced This bitch out her mind, think I'm really finna chase She back with her nigga, he must went and bought a cape (brr, sing that song) Aye, Trippie Have somebody collect the NDAs 'Cause I feel the MDMA kickin' in 'Boutta be one of them nights Why can't I feel my face? It felt like somethings missin' Oh, that was my voice My DNA still runs through the game Trippie, 'bout damn time (gangsta Grillz) Mister Thanksgiving

Mehr von Trippie Redd

Trippie Redd →

Ähnliche Songtexte