Print

Ayo, street sweepers hanging out the Corniches Walked on water way before Jesus Cooked the brick with no stove, pushed the gold Demon Before I tell, kill me twice, nigga, know the reasons Right on the tip of my tongue Ayo, I been locked up about a 100 seasons Turned two to five, it was pure genius Saint Laurent jean suit, heard the more jealous screeching Go to B block, you know doc got the seasoning Pulled out the prayer rug, leave it Now we gon' break fast, Lewis for the remix Ten o'clock count, we makes a lot, up in Neiman's Five times a day I did a hundred in a Beemer Right on the tip of my tongue Didn't hit 'em all, but it was close enough Did it broad day so you know it's us Going down Bailey in the Maybach Kicked down the door, where the safe at? Didn't hit 'em all, but it was close enough Did it broad day so you know it's us Going down Bailey in the Maybach Kicked down the door, where the safe at? Right on the tip of my tongue (FlyGod) Letras de cancionesAyo, the saboteur going shopping We ain't wanna kill him, all we wanna do is rob him Back when Hitler 3 dropped you was in the mountain On the dance floor it's creased Timbs, white Louboutins So, yo, Jones, let us get the pack through Need to use the phone, I'ma need a thousand ? Call now, we was all shackled off in P-A Rockin' off-white, I'm told a Virgo was the DJ Right on the tip of my tongue Didn't hit 'em all, but it was close enough And I'm, AWESOME From Letras Mania