Testo Flood The Streets - Tafia feat. DJ Drama
Testo della canzone Flood The Streets (Tafia feat. DJ Drama), tratta dall'album Flood The Streets
Rippa On The Beat, bitch
This is a true story
I was floodin' the streets with music so much
That they sent the feds after me
Like, these niggas really hit me with the RICO
Say what's good, bitch? I'm hood rich (uh)
Yeah, I like pretty tings (what the fuck?)
Trappin' out a hot toy
I step out, bitch, my bottom bleedin' (uh-huh)
Diamonds like some popcorn, I made a play and buck court
I lied straight to the DA
What makes you think that I'm gon' get extorted?
Got a big 40 (choppa) like a big shorty (uh-huh)
Flood the streets like Jordans (huh)
Get the money sorted out (Tafia)
What thеy talkin' 'bout? All that sucker shit, I call it out
They tell mе chill 'cause they ain't real, plus I'm ballin' out
Niggas pocket watchin', got they eyes on my dick (uh-huh)
I must be super poppin', I was just tryna get rich
I don't trust no man (uh), I pull up like the snowman (uh)
Keep a hustle on hand (uh), my diamonds white, no tan (uh)
I was stayin' away from pork, but I just had to go ham (let's go)
They ain't spare me in the court, I took it like a grown man
Did my time, what you watchin' bitch?
Can't wait 'til the day I'm mad rich (huh)
Been a hundred, I'ma keep it comin'
You could tell I ain't never been average (let's go)
Shoot a goofy, then I make a movie
Fuck nigga, I'm on my Brad Pitt
Never losin', I'ma show and prove
I'm so on, go just ask them, yeah (Uh)
Yeah, just ask them, yeah, yeah (uh-uh)
Yeah, just ask them
They was hatin', they was makin' statements
I done bossed up, then I passed them
You can't see me, yeah (hold on), wait, diamonds Fiji (yeah)
I'll pull your card, then take your broad
Put her on a level like RiRi, hold on, wait (yeah, yeah)
You can't see me, yeah, wait (hold on, wait), diamonds Fiji (yeah)
I'll pull your card, then take your broad
Put her on a level like RiRi (uh-huh)
Say what's good, bitch? I'm hood rich (Yeah)
Yeah, I like pretty tings
Trappin' out a hot toy
I step out, bitch, my bottom bleedin'
Diamonds like some popcorn, I made a play and buck court
I lied straight to the DA
What makes you think that I'm gon' get extorted?
Got a big 40 (choppa) like a big shorty (yeah)
Flood the streets like Jordans (uh-huh)
Get the money sorted out
What they talkin' 'bout? All that sucker shit, I call it out
They tell me chill 'cause they ain't real, plus I'm ballin' out
I pledge allegiance to flood the streets forever
Street Clarity, bitch
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Writer(s): Emmanuel Alexis
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