Testo Mad Max - Guapdad 4000 feat. !llmind
Testo della canzone Mad Max (Guapdad 4000 feat. !llmind), tratta dall'album 1176 (Deluxe Edition)
Big pants like Mase, remember when Mase had the big ass pants?
Big pockets, yeah, big pock-, yeah
Yeah (yeah)
Big pockets, big knots (yeah), lil' body, big guap (big guap)
Y'all tryna stay hot, I'm just stayin', homie
Got a lair at the crib, I just finished layin' pipe (pipe, yeah)
Baby hair still laid and she just layin' on me (on me)
Big pants like Mase, you can laugh in the face
When I laugh to the bank, that's the last laugh (yeah)
I don't want the coochie, want the cash-cash (yeah)
'Cause my wrist need water like Mad Max (water)
Yeah, comin' through in that bitch (yeah)
I ain't pullin' out, left a stew in that bitch (ooh)
Chasin' that clout gon' get you kicked out
Keep tryna go live, stop doin' that shit
Swipin' in the mall, I was doin' that shit
Baby, buss it open, she was doin' that split (yeah)
Askin' hella questions like the federales
You a no talent body hoe, what do you do, bitch? (Huh?)
Light me up (yeah), zoink gang can't out bar us
I'm in Saks Fifth like Toys "R" Us
Got the gun on the thigh like Lara (yeah)
Croft in a crop top, drop top kicks I rock, ain't no fuckin' Aldos (no)
Yeah, the man got a glow, I don't have a shadow (go)
Cartier rockin' camo 'cause I'm too commando (yeah)
My brother's ready to assemble 'til they outta ammo (yeah, ayy, ayy, yeah)
Big pockets, big knots (yeah), lil' body, big guap (big guap)
Y'all tryna stay hot, I'm just stayin', homie
Got a lair at the crib, I just finished layin' pipe (pipe, yeah)
Baby hair still laid and she just layin' on me (on me)
Big pants like Mase, you can laugh in the face
When I laugh to the bank, that's the last laugh (yeah)
I don't want the coochie, want the cash-cash (yeah)
'Cause my wrist need water like Mad Max (water)
She a hottie, drip body, big bottle, big molly
Fuck her with a blue condom, that's my lil' crip shawty
I'ma stick-stick, stick-stick, stick-stick the roddy (yeah)
And her thick hips, rubbin' on that rich bitch body
Double r-ra, for the car-ra, I'm star-ra
I don't make up, I just take her to Sephora
Take you from fan to fantastic
I'm lost in my bag like chapstick
Legend in my city, seein' me is sightseein'
I'm worth more than an AP, Rollie or Breitling
Left radical but my money right-wing (yeah)
At the crib gettin' mouth, watchin' "Do The Right Thing" (yeah) (uh)
Big pockets, big knots (yeah), lil' body, big guap (big guap)
Y'all tryna stay hot, I'm just stayin', homie
Got a lair at the crib, I just finished layin' pipe (pipe, yeah)
Baby hair still laid and she just layin' on me (on me)
Big pants like Mase, you can laugh in the face
When I laugh to the bank, that's the last laugh (yeah)
I don't want the coochie, want the cash-cash (yeah)
'Cause my wrist need water like Mad Max (yeah, water)
Credits
Writer(s): Brian Anthony Bailey, Nayvadius Wilburn, Durk D. Banks
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