Dope Phen - XvL Hendrix, Man Man Savage: текст песни id 35085518
I give her that D, she a dope fiend
I prefer lean, not protein
Michael Jackson paying for all of these zippers
Got me feeling like I’m Billie Jean
I poured a deuce in that canned drink
On so many Percs, I can’t even fucking think
Racks on me, I am the bank
I don’t give a fuck what you think
I give her that D, she a dope fiend
I prefer lean, not protein
Michael Jackson paying for all of these zippers
Got me feeling like I’m Billie Jean
I poured a deuce in that canned drink
On so many Percs, I can’t even fucking think
Racks on me, I am the bank
I don’t give a fuck what you saying
Bankrolls are massive, massive
Man, this shit is getting colossal
When it comes to the medication
You know Hendrix is a doctor
Got my Haitian flag, I am a rasta
watch me shot her
I just sit back with my feet up
While I’m handling the private
Bankroll full of hundreds, nigga
Got your bitch running to take pictures
She said that shit straight up, «You know that I’ll go with you»
I take her to the back and then I dicked her
Now she texting, talking 'bout she miss me
I’m turning the hoe to a dope fiend
I’ve been geeking all day on Promethazine
Hendrix looking like a bankroll
It ain’t hard to fucking notice me
I got a dozen
I can’t fuck with these niggas, I keep it real
G-style all on us, extending the G code
If he know how the street goes
I give her that D, she a dope fiend
I prefer lean, not protein
Michael Jackson paying for all of these zippers
Got me feeling like I’m Billie Jean
I poured a deuce in that canned drink
On so many Percs, I can’t even fucking think
Racks on me, I am the bank
I don’t give a fuck what you think
I give her that D, she a dope fiend
I prefer lean, not protein
Michael Jackson paying for all of these zippers
Got me feeling like I’m Billie Jean
I poured a deuce in that canned drink
On so many Percs, I can’t even fucking think
Racks on me, I am the bank
I don’t give a fuck what you saying
I introduced the hoe to cash
She ain’t never seen a hundred housand, cash
Went and bought a Birkin bag
And it came with a bag
I introduced her to drugs
Got her on the Percocet
On the molly, watch her sweat
Gave her a sip of the hi-tech
Keep a chopper by my side
Young nigga from the project
Shooting shit, I want all of that
Getting money, I want all of that
I like my bitch pussy wet like a
I just bought the zan and my mouth full of drink
Don’t ask me no question right now, I can’t think
I’m geeked up, motherfuck what you say
Hendrix talking, «go and pop shit»
drop shit
Straight cash, no change
You can keep the change, man, I want the profit
Whatever I want, I’ma cop it
Racks on me, know I got it
All that pump faking, need to stop it
Pay me, pull it out your pocket
I give her that D, she a dope fiend
I prefer lean, not protein
Michael Jackson paying for all of these zippers
Got me feeling like I’m Billie Jean
I poured a deuce in that canned drink
On so many Percs, I can’t even fucking think
Racks on me, I am the bank
I don’t give a fuck what you think
I give her that D, she a dope fiend
I prefer lean, not protein
Michael Jackson paying for all of these zippers
Got me feeling like I’m Billie Jean
I poured a deuce in that canned drink
On so many Percs, I can’t even fucking think
Racks on me, I am the bank
I don’t give a fuck what you saying
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