Paroles de la chanson Walk Thru par DC The Don

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Paroles de la chanson Walk Thru par DC The Don

Ayy, sauce on my drip when I walk through
I gotta dip when I'm on too long
She broke my heart but it make cool songs
I caught a flight, I been gone too long
True Religion on me, level up my soul
Hit my dog for the roof, held me down too, oh
I paid it back to my kinfolk
I hope her love didn't go too slow
Like J from the P with the slatt slatt slatt
Up with the chop, hit the rat-tat-tat
Like demolition on me, pedal up like that
When it count, when it count, when it sound like that, yeah
Roar when I drive like that
'Cause my car it got a demon on the side like that

Hit one-ninety-seven on the drive like that
And she like how I flex with my cash like that, yeah

Slow up the motion, mix the Red Bull with the Henny, the potion
Double shot in, now it feel like I'm floatin'
In LA, the penthouse chillin', I'm cozy, yeah, ayy
She actin' nosy, blasian baddie out the city of Oakland
Took a flight to come and visit the Trojan
Fell in love and now it's power she holdin'
Get on my knees and asked the lord to save me
I hope it kills my demons when I pray
I hope you checkin' on me, am I crazy?
These are the thoughts I'm havin' every day
Numbin' my brain and hoppin' the Mercedes

This a temporary mental break
I always thought that love would never faze me
Clearly I'm wrong, I'll feel this every day
Love all my boys 'cause I wanna be Diddy
Fell in love with this motherfuckin' city
LA crazy but this shit is pretty
But be careful, this shit can get gritty
I'm a soldier, I ride with the semi
I been screamin' my pain, can you feel me?
Run it up, I just start to feel dizzy
Bangin' hard on the glass come and get me, yeah yeah

Ayy, sauce on my drip when I walk through
I gotta dip when I'm on too long
She broke my heart but it make cool songs
I caught a flight, I been gone too long
True Religion on me, level up my soul

Hit my dog for the roof, held me down too, oh
I paid it back to my kinfolk
I hope her love didn't go too slow
Like J from the P with the slatt slatt slatt
Up with the chop, hit the rat-tat-tat
Like demolition on me, pedal up like that
When it count, when it count, when it sound like that, yeah
Roar when I drive like that
'Cause my car it got a demon on the side like that
Hit one-ninety-seven on the drive like that
And she like how I flex with my cash like that, yeah

Bro the pussy hatin' ass niggas, dare you run but these niggas still talkin' down
I count my fetty, diamonds on me pretty, really what these niggas be talkin' 'bout

Talkin' out your ass, you a night time pussy
'Cause we never caught you in the night time girl, hey
Hide your rubber band with my night time girl, huh
He say he a fan, tryna style my looks
Look what it cost bitch
I'm too saucy, I'm too flawless
He so lucky to get all this
Purple dragon is that flaw shit, yeah
Go hit the mall bitch
Buy it all 'cause I need all this
Life stay movin', you can't pause it
Live the moment, that's some boss shit
Live the moment, that's some boss shit
I can't work without a cost bitch
On they ass, could lose it all bitch
I'm just hoping I don't fall bitch

God spoke to me, that's a cheat code
Now I'm ballin' out in beast mode
Now I never miss a free throw
Now I never work for free ho, yeah, yeah
Fifteen hundred dollars for a walk through, need that shit all today, yeah
In the strip club throwin' house rent, watchin' it fall away, yeah
Flex when I walk bitch
I roll diamonds on me, ain't no faucet
Super plugged and my collar Rick Ross bitch
You was sleepin' on me, you exhausted, yeah, yeah

Ayy, sauce on my drip when I walk through
I gotta dip when I'm on too long
She broke my heart but it make cool songs
I caught a flight, I been gone too long
True Religion on me, level up my soul

Hit my dog for the roof, held me down too, oh
I paid it back to my kinfolk
I hope her love didn't go too slow
Like J from the P with the slatt slatt slatt
Up with the chop, hit the rat-tat-tat
Like demolition on me, pedal up like that
When it count, when it count, when it sound like that, yeah
Roar when I drive like that
'Cause my car it got a demon on the side like that
Hit one-ninety-seven on the drive like that
And she like how I flex with my cash like that

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