Testo Half Past 7 / Sangre - Willie The Kid feat. Vdon
Testo della canzone Half Past 7 / Sangre (Willie The Kid feat. Vdon), tratta dall'album Blue Notes
I should be watch shopping right now
Bout to go to Florida
I need, Lamborghini's and lamb
I could've signed a land speed, this a landslide
Your man nose dive, pan fried
Stand by, this unnecessary like a land line
Clothes line you like the limbo
I rock trench coats, puff cigars like Columbo
I might hang glide, sport fishing, I'm an angler
You see my angle, this champagne for my uncle
Tether on his ankle, he said these niggas ungrateful
Be smart, be thankful
I'm seeing things from the viewpoints us winners have
I'm taking pics in the fur like Teddy Pendergrass
Uh, when I rise the pool, I prefer the autumn
It feels good to see my women do the shit I taught 'em
And say the shit I said essentially verbatim
You want the money or fame, a timeless ultimatum
Ultimately make some money, make some people mad
But they be mad regardless, might as well get your bag
Dinner tax like tax season, rapid refund
Smoking reefer in Grand Rapids, lease a Nissan
I'm taking back like Liam Neeson, I need some answers
Exotic dancers, Jagermeister below the antlers
You want the money or fame, the pension or attention
Be known for some bullshit, but never mention
The money or fame, the pension or attention
Be known for some bullshit, but never mention
I'd rather get rich, lay low
I'd rather get rich, lay low, watch the money grow
I'd rather get rich, lay low
I'd rather get rich, lay low, watch the money grow
Yo, yo, yo, everybody want it
You might lose your life for it
You might get locked for it
You might get shot for it
How bad you want it?
How bad you want it?
Some niggas see the price, decide they don't need it
Some niggas pay the cost, how bad you want it?
How bad you want it?
You might lose your life for it
You might get locked for it
You might get shot for it
How bad you want it?
You might lose your life for it
You might lose your
Lose your friends for it
Get shot in your Benz for it
Moving toward it
Uh, how bad you really want it?
Everybody want it
Some niggas lose they soul for it
Some niggas in the grave for it
Some niggas become a slave for it
Damn, how bad you want it?
Some niggas dead, but they still living
Fuck that, I gotta get it
I play the post, never lose my pivot
Uh, how bad you want it?
How bad you want it?
Yeah, yeah
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Writer(s): Tivon Key, Willie Jackson
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