Testo KNOCKIN' - Bandmanrill
Testo della canzone KNOCKIN' (Bandmanrill), tratta dall'album Club Godfather
Look, what-what
Ay look, what-what (MC, make another hit)
It's the fuckin' bandman
Project-project X-X-X
What, what-what-what
What, what-what, on bro
AyY, what-what-what
AYy, look-look, wait, huh
I'm in the shark, only do the dash
Bro do a hunnid, only on the app
Throw for a team, out here throwin' ass
Hold that wheel bro, don't mack
Brodie a bucket so I call him nash
She tryna touch it, tryna grab the sack
I blow that money then I get it back
Bumpin' my music, shit like crack
I know I'm addicted lil' baby
Big shit, this shoot like the Navy
Wipe down, this shit off of Navy
I'm off the drank, this shit got me lazy
Niggas goofy, they be out here tender
Tell his bitch, "Tryna finger that bender"
Niggas broke, need to get 'em a lender
Got a bitch, she gon' work if I send her
And I heard they was chattin'
Talk 'round the city how niggas gon' take my chain
And I don't gotta shoot
My bro here with me, I know my bro got aim
Ever since they took these rope and Nut got back
Shit ain't been the same
Can't wait 'til bro touch down
We gon' run it up for all of our pain
Niggas know how I'm rock-rockin'
Keep it on me, yeah, rock-rockin'
Niggas cappin', need to stop-stop it
Goddamn, this shit knock-knockin'
Newark, we bangin' the Bronx, they flockin'
Bad bitch tryna take off her stockin'
Eat the dick, her jaws be rockin'
Eat the dick, her jaws be, look, wait
That bitch a stragler, tryna get humpy
Hand on the neck while the dick in her tummy
Throw me a titty while these niggas hug me
That ain't my bro, he is just a runny
Bullets, they punch his body like he Sonny
She gon' hop dick to dick like a bunny
She wanna gurk 'cause I got money
Yeah, they was laughin', now what's funny
The hood, yeah, it really get real
When you walk lil' bro, better keep you a stick
13, seen a nigga get killed
Ever since, on bro, had to keep me a grip
All the shit that I got on my mind
Sometimes make me wanna go on a hit
Gotta do this shit for my Moms
She the one that said I was gon' be rich
The city, it really get real
When you walk lil' bro, better keep you a grip
13, seen a nigga get killed
Ever since, on bro, had to keep me a stick
All the shit that I got on my mind
Sometimes make me wanna go on a hit
Gotta do this shit for my Moms
Look-look, ay
Niggas know how I'm rock-rockin'
Keep it on me, yeah, rock-rockin'
Niggas cappin', need to stop-stop it
Goddamn, this shit knock-knockin'
Newark, we bangin' the bronx, they flockin'
Bad bitch tryna take off her stockin'
Eat the dick, her jaws be rockin'
Eat the dick, her jaws be, look, wait
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Writer(s): Mohamed Camara, Siril Pettus
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