L$d 가사

Double cup, styrofoam, pour it up And she look bad in the Maybach truck Bubble butt cost ten, lift it up LSD tabs, sticky stuff on her tongue Twenty-five hunnid, yeah, we tax for the Tuss Five percent tint on the wind', it's a must Audemar Piguet on my wrist, not much Gotta couple back home, and they picking up dust (Woah, woah, woah) Whole lotta racks in the bust down Went and copped ten, then I went and got Psh, I'm up Bad lil' thottie came back to the crib, wanna eat me up Back of the 'Bach, she a slut Pointers on us, ain't picking up rust (woah) Said she want love, but this bitch want lust (woah) Kam came home, caught a body Then he went got his hit money, went and got rich like us (uh) Damn I be lookin like: Damn, what the fuck? We pull up in that i8, that Roadster, that Cullinan We gon' pop out in a truck (woah, woah) Blue tint windows, I'm fuckin' it up Choppa on me, I'm bussin' it up He had made lotta money, then spent it on jewelry Now that lil' boy outta luck We gon' put that lil' boy in a hearse It's like twenty-five racks for a verse Shit like twenty-five racks for her purse Pull out twenty-five racks, I'ma splurge Bitch it's me, give a fuck what you heard (woah) All this money coming, it can't hurt (woah) Like it's London, no Tipton I'm just Scottie Pippen I fuck 'round and pop me a Perc' (oh, woah) Double cup, styrofoam, pour it up And she look bad in the Maybach truck Bubble butt cost ten, lift it up LSD tabs, sticky stuff on her tongue Twenty-five hunnid, yeah, we tax for the Tuss Five percent tint on the wind', it's a must Audemar Piguet on my wrist, not much Gotta couple back home, and they picking up dust (Woah, woah, woah) Whole lotta racks in the bust down Went and copped ten, then I went and got Psh, I'm up Bad lil' thottie came back to the crib, wanna eat me up Back of the 'Bach, she a slut Pointers on us, ain't picking up rust (ooh) Said she want love, but this bitch want lust (woah) Kam came home, caught a body Then he went got his hit money, went and got rich like us