Testo 5 Thousand Singles - SAINt JHN
Testo della canzone 5 Thousand Singles (SAINt JHN), tratta dall'album Ghetto Lenny's Love Songs
Ay, you got 50?
Nah, nah, you don't change from that shit
Back to the back, took it up to the max
Where them niggas wanna' act like I'm not it?
Fuck do you mean? It was totin' the green
Nigga, whole flow soundin' hypnotic
She see me throw all the money in the club
Nigga, five thousand singles in the air now
I need to see a bad bitch in the corner
Ass in the air, with her hair down
I'm, goin' down the I-95, nigga, high
This is just the life that I want upside
She don't wanna' touch me, she busy with her pride
Her waist 21, but she really 25
Eyes closed now, she's trying to hide
Runnin' up the green, and she falls in the vibe
She wanna' ride the wave, but the wave too high
Doors go upside-down rightside
Lit niggas comin' through the front door
I don't really think that you want us
Backed up shooting like I'm Rondo
Way too lit to be humble
She Alabama ratchet, but she virgin tight
She comes in the perfect height
You don't really gotta' keep searchin' wide
She doesn't come from a perfect life
She Alabama ratchet, but she perfect right
She comes in the perfect height
Hoodrat chick in a serving size
She doesn't come from a perfect life
But she low key, low key freak, but it's real low
I don't wanna do a whole lot of talkin'
Her ass this fat, keep your head in the pillow
I'll help find you love in the mornin'
'Cause I ain't really tryna be nobody hero
Tryna buy a house on Zillow
Wanna be the brand-new Will and Jada
But I ain't ready for a Willow
I know I really gotta' hope that she really open
A nigga goin' out of light, no with no promotion
I'm really, really, talkin' normally think I'm boastin'
This Ghetto Lenny, but they treat me like I'm Michael Bolton
I could be the one, she the one for me
I don't care what she got underneath
I ain't really care if she got company
'Cause I'm a rich nigga with a company, yeah
Back to the back, took it up to the max
Where them niggas wanna' act like I'm not it?
Fuck do you mean? It was totin' the green
Nigga, whole flow soundin' hypnotic
She see me throw all the money in the club
Nigga, five thousand singles in the air now
I need to see a bad bitch in the corner
Ass in the air, with her hair down
I'm, goin' down the I-95, nigga, high
This is just the life that I want upside
She don't wanna' touch me, she busy with her pride
Her waist 21, but she really 25
Eyes closed now, she's trying to hide
Runnin' up the green, and she falls in the vibe
She wanna' ride the wave, but the wave too high
Doors go upside-down right side
Lit niggas comin' through the front door
I don't really think that you want us
Backed up shooting like I'm Rondo
Way too lit to be humble
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Writer(s): Carlos St. John Phillips
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