Paroles de la chanson WATCH FOR THE PIGS par Chief Keef & Mike WiLL Made It
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Paroles de la chanson WATCH FOR THE PIGS par Chief Keef & Mike WiLL Made It
(What the fuck is Dirty Nachos?)
(This Chicago, nigga)
Ayy, put some cheese on that motherfucker
(Damn son, where'd you find this?)
Neighbors real nosey, weed real flunky, I'm a weed Junkie
Got filet cash, but I still eat baloney
Beef ravioli, turn to Master Chovey
Grab the macaroni, come and smack his homie
You know I got it on me, flat 'em like a Sony (Real trap shit)
Burn 'em like a phony, In Florida like I'm Tony
Bitches said she saw me, she thought she saw my Audi
Okay hoe, I'm outty, I just want the toppy
(This Chicago, nigga)
Ayy, put some cheese on that motherfucker
(Damn son, where'd you find this?)
Neighbors real nosey, weed real flunky, I'm a weed Junkie
Got filet cash, but I still eat baloney
Beef ravioli, turn to Master Chovey
Grab the macaroni, come and smack his homie
You know I got it on me, flat 'em like a Sony (Real trap shit)
Burn 'em like a phony, In Florida like I'm Tony
Bitches said she saw me, she thought she saw my Audi
Okay hoe, I'm outty, I just want the toppy
You said it was your hobby, well, why you ain't do it sloppy?
Yeah, I got my moppy, okay cool, you copy
Dare you try to rob me, turn you to a zombie
Baby, you're a lil boy, he callin' for his mommy
In a red car, gettin' head by a blondie
Chopper started laughin', I'm like this shit ain't funny
I might be wearin' a see through coat, you tryna find me
Yeah, we open, like a plaza
Screen a nigga, like a plasma
Got the pump, like some asthma
Spray your block, like a tagger
Foot down, It's going faster
Football, we gon catch 'em
Fifty shots, it's a massacre
Take some blood, bitch it's Dracula
Yeah, I got my moppy, okay cool, you copy
Dare you try to rob me, turn you to a zombie
Baby, you're a lil boy, he callin' for his mommy
In a red car, gettin' head by a blondie
Chopper started laughin', I'm like this shit ain't funny
I might be wearin' a see through coat, you tryna find me
Yeah, we open, like a plaza
Screen a nigga, like a plasma
Got the pump, like some asthma
Spray your block, like a tagger
Foot down, It's going faster
Football, we gon catch 'em
Fifty shots, it's a massacre
Take some blood, bitch it's Dracula
With a boy band, call him spectacular
Uh-uh, he smokin' regular
One of my hoes, BM was draggin' her
They flipping gangs, these niggas spatulas
I know she fucking, bitch I'm a happener
She put it down, I have to laugh at her
She curious, to why I don't ride with her
Your pig ass ain't come around till I got my cabbage up
Your pig ass ain't come around 'til I got my cabbage up
Your pig ass ain't come around 'til I got my cabbage up
Your pig ass ain't come around 'til I got my cabbage up
Your pig ass ain't come around 'til I got my cabbage up
Uh-uh, he smokin' regular
One of my hoes, BM was draggin' her
They flipping gangs, these niggas spatulas
I know she fucking, bitch I'm a happener
She put it down, I have to laugh at her
She curious, to why I don't ride with her
Your pig ass ain't come around till I got my cabbage up
Your pig ass ain't come around 'til I got my cabbage up
Your pig ass ain't come around 'til I got my cabbage up
Your pig ass ain't come around 'til I got my cabbage up
Your pig ass ain't come around 'til I got my cabbage up
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