Testo Malika - Blo
Testo della canzone Malika (Blo), tratta dall'album Blame The Label
(Exo)
Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Dollaz cooked this shit up)
I told mama I'ma get her a new house
I told pops I'ma get him a car with the roof off
Walk down, drive-by, we still doin' shootouts
White car, black hood, still doin' burnouts
Could've been a mil', I don't care, I'll bond out
The label need music, I don't think I'll run out
Frrt, I hit the switch, then it run out
Frrt, I hit the switch, yeah, I send a blitz
Niggas, they think I'm just sittin' in the prison, I can still get somethin' hit
I can still get shit flipped
Hit your block, I can get bro dipped
Hit your car, I can get shawty spinned
Hit your box, I be off them pints, don't know why he holdin' up his
I had nothin', turned into somethin'
Never been to LA, never been to Bompton
Cool with the Crips, I'm gon' go to the function
I fuck with and Bobby and Bali and Noon
I fuck with bitches that be on the shrooms
Extortion a jit, they gon' keep me in tune
Wake up some morning and talk to Ogoon
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Soon
I'll be back, on God
With my flat, on God
And a 'Cat, on God
Buy a new car, who the fuck wan' drive the Scat? On God
I'm so in love with this bitch, I went and got her tatted, on God
Yeah
Mama stayed down, she the one who deserve it, yeah, yeah
New car with the curtain, yeah, yeah
Chanel and Louis on her purses, yeah
To me, mami, you perfect, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Soon
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Writer(s): Robinson Zyire Kevon, Douglas Damion
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