Paroles de la chanson The One par Stunna 4 Vegas

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Paroles de la chanson The One par Stunna 4 Vegas

Big cake out of crumbs, nigga
(XO think he all that)
Mhm, I made a big cake out of crumbs (Free Sosa, free Sino, free Trillz, free Street)
Uh-huh, yeah, bitch
Made a big cake out of crumbs (Free Glo)
Mm-mm, mhm, mm (Blatt)
Uh

I made a big cake out of crumbs (I made a big cake out of crumbs)
Before my grandma left, she told me I'm the one (Uh-uh)
He can't get right, then he get left where I'm from (Nigga get left)
Product of my trenches, I came so far from the slums (Bitch, I came so far from the trenches)

I came so far from the 'jects (Uh-huh)
Uh-huh, now it's foreign cars and private jets (What else?)
Hold her hand, I hold my fist up and I bet I get her wet (Ice, ice)
Before I play I load my clip up, I don't send shots on the net (Boom, boom, boom)
We tryna send shots through his neck (Boom)

Bitch, gang got a hundred shots trailing me in the hellcat while I'm in the 'Vette (Gang)
I drop a tip, then get 'em whacked (Get your bitch ass down)
Nigga better not slip, we on his hat (Lay down)
I got my trip when I go on trips, up off the hip, I leave 'em flat (Blatt)
Hop out the whip, my gun go, "Blatt, blatt-blatt-blatt-blatt" (Let me go)

I jump out the car, they all want a pic (It's 4)
I done did and seen some shit, so I be clutchin' on the blick
Even when I take a pic, we don't love no hoes, we break 'em (Uh-huh)
We came so far from them vacants (Uh-huh), he act so hard but he shaking (He shook)
He play so cut, but he cookie, nigga pussy (Pussy ass)
We turn semis into fullies, uh, spank his ass (Fft, fft, fft)
Switch on the Glock, when I catch him, I give him a whoopin' (Ayy, get here)
She love Stunna man, I told the bitch I'm him, proof in the pudding
Uh, call the shots and I send 'em, he don't think with his mind, I get it took (Uh, uh, boom, boom, boom)

I made a big cake out of crumbs (I made a big cake)
Before my grandma left, she told me I'm the one (Uh, my mama told me I'm the one)
He can't get right, then he get left where I'm from (Nigga, you get left)
Product of my trenches, I came so far from the slums (Bitch, I came so far from the trenches)
I came so far from the 'jects (Yeah, I went so far with this shit)
Uh-huh, now it's foreign cars and private jets (Now it's foreign cars and private jets)
Hold her hand, I hold my fist up and I bet I get her wet (Uh-uh, bet I get that bitch wet)
Before I play I load my clip up, I don't send shots on the net (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
We tryna send shots through his neck

Nigga catch one to the neck (Nigga, come here)
I'ma send this bitch up soon as shit go down, that's on my set (Blatt)
She an eater, so I made the bitch go down soon as we met (Eat, eat)
I told Johnny, "Bust me down, fifty thousand 'round my neck" (It's pure water, bitch)
I told my brother put him down and when you done, come get yo' check (Blatt, blatt)
If I don't do nothing, I'ma get that check first (Get that check first)
Bitch it's YRB or nothin', yeah, I'm headfirst (It's YRB or nothin')
Thot, you can keep on your clothes 'cause I want head first (Bitch, I want head first)
Uh-huh, we be sparking shit like January First (We be sparking shit up just like, bah)

You know we light shit up like fireworks (Bah, bah, bah)
My lil' nigga tweaking, he just tryna show me how his fire work (Go)
Nigga better not do no reaching, if he do, I bet irons'll burst (Go)
Uh, we ride SRTs to make opp niggas ride in hearse

I made a big cake out of crumbs (I made a big cake out of crumbs)
Before my grandma left she told me I'm the one (My mama left, she told me I'm the one)
He can't get right, then he get left where I'm from (Nigga gon' get left)
Product of my trenches, I came so far from the slums (Bitch, I'm just a product of that one-way)
I came so far from the 'jects (Blatt)

Uh-huh, now it's foreign cars and private jets (Now it's foreign cars and private )
Hold her hand, I hold my fist up and I bet I get her wet (I get her wet)
Before I play I load my clip up, I don't send shots on the net (I won't send shots on no )
We tryna send shots through his neck (Uh)

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