Paroles de la chanson Silly Rabbit par BandGang Lonnie Bands
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Paroles de la chanson Silly Rabbit par BandGang Lonnie Bands
[BandGang Lonnie Bands & Veeze]
Huh, they don't want that static, we got Glock with fully automatics (Yeah)
Can't put all this pape' in the bank, have my mama stash it
Spent your life insurance on some drank, I got expensive habits (KOD)
I can't spend no money on a bitch, I'd rather flip the package
Gang gang
[Veeze]
I can't cuff no bitch 'cause me and lean attached
Your trappin' ass ain't got no plug, my plug ain't never seen no trap
Nigga said it's on sight, so when we see him, we gon' leave his ass
Huh, they don't want that static, we got Glock with fully automatics (Yeah)
Can't put all this pape' in the bank, have my mama stash it
Spent your life insurance on some drank, I got expensive habits (KOD)
I can't spend no money on a bitch, I'd rather flip the package
Gang gang
[Veeze]
I can't cuff no bitch 'cause me and lean attached
Your trappin' ass ain't got no plug, my plug ain't never seen no trap
Nigga said it's on sight, so when we see him, we gon' leave his ass
Nigga said he wanna fight, I'ma have him fight some shit with a beam attached
Knew you ain't no P, I fucked for free, she make you leave your stash
[BandGang Lonnie Bands]
Huh, brick of dog on my wrist, got the flour sick
Took off on these pussy niggas, I'm like, "Roger that"
Twenty thousand every trip, that's what I'm bringin' back
I be stuffin' Oxycontin in my bitch kitty-cat
Twelve racks in all tens, they think I'm sellin' brack
Boy, your ass ain't slimed in, you hangin' 'round some rats
Boy, you hangin' 'round a rat
You hangin' 'round that nigga and he testified
Knew you ain't no P, I fucked for free, she make you leave your stash
[BandGang Lonnie Bands]
Huh, brick of dog on my wrist, got the flour sick
Took off on these pussy niggas, I'm like, "Roger that"
Twenty thousand every trip, that's what I'm bringin' back
I be stuffin' Oxycontin in my bitch kitty-cat
Twelve racks in all tens, they think I'm sellin' brack
Boy, your ass ain't slimed in, you hangin' 'round some rats
Boy, you hangin' 'round a rat
You hangin' 'round that nigga and he testified
All my opps dead or they paralyzed, huh
Al Qaeda gang, yeah, we terrorize, huh
Yeah, we got the other side terrified
They don't want that static, we got Glock with fully automatics
Can't put all this pape' in the bank, have my mama stash it
Spent your life insurance on some drank, I got expensive habits
I can't spend no money on a bitch, I'd rather flip the package
Nigga, tricks are for ho bitches, silly rabbit
Al Qaeda gang, yeah, we terrorize, huh
Yeah, we got the other side terrified
They don't want that static, we got Glock with fully automatics
Can't put all this pape' in the bank, have my mama stash it
Spent your life insurance on some drank, I got expensive habits
I can't spend no money on a bitch, I'd rather flip the package
Nigga, tricks are for ho bitches, silly rabbit
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