Текст песни PapiDess - Bringin' it Home
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I'm looking excellent & I am feeling great I got that energy you cannot recreate Pack of the loud on me I need a hearing aid Sittin at the table outside wit the lemonade I am a rasta for real I don't have a fade I'm drinking coconut water not Powerade I manifested a lawn grew it by the blade Wake up and get to it even on holidays Gave her a hunnid to put color on her nails I'm rollin' cookie I feel like a hologram PapiDess I'm in a demon straight outta hell 12 try to talk to me I got up outta there cll the way up my feet wit da drones Put in the work I don't need a phone I'm really him just leave me alone I turn the corner ; I'm bringing home I'm in the street but I'm not a criminal I am an artist on vinyl and digital I am a stepper I don't walk on tippy toes Speed off on 12 inna sportscar & bring it home I added muscle on top my skin & bones I persevered thru the pain now I'm feeling strong Had to bounce back from some losses im healing from Run up a thousand a day that's the minimum Meditated manifested what's happening I let the plug turn me up to the maximum Got it together it wasn't an accident Ran up a million inside the establishment Live in cmerica I am an cfrican Travel the globe I gotta unpack again Shawty is choosin she love when I laugh & grin Put that shit on you know that the bag is in She got the features that cover the magazines I got a pistol on me and a sack of green She make it bounce like she jumped on a trampoline I am a new jersey devil it's Halloween She wit da plug but she didn't know it I put da pen to the pad like a poet I am a man I do not need soldiers Hittin' them quotas so I got a bonus I'm looking excellent & I am feeling great I got that energy you cannot recreate Pack of the loud on me I need a hearing aid Sittin' at the table outside wit the lemonade I am a rasta for real I don't have a fade I'm drinking coconut water not Powerade I manifested a lawn grew it by the blade Wake up and get to it; even on holidays Gave her a hunnid to put color on her nails I'm rollin' cookie I feel like a hologram PapiDess I'm in a demon straight outta hell 12 try to talk to me I got up outta there cll the way up my feet wit da drones Put in the work I don't need a phone I'm really him just leave me alone I turn the corner; I'm bringing home Written by Todd Dorcelus Смотрите также: |