Testo Streets - Quincy Brooks
Testo della canzone Streets (Quincy Brooks), tratta dall'album Streets - Single
How you wanna be my main bitch but you up in these streets
I got bad bitches on me yeah I like what I see
I can buy you anything but that's only if you eat
I got blue hunnids, not green
Yeah the same color as the sea
She liking the way that I speak
She liking the way that the clothes fit all on my body you know it's Supreme
Know I got a mouth piece
Talking slick like some grease
All of my hoes you know they stay on point
Or they get released
Walk around with a Y-3 bag
Give a fuck bout a price tag
Whippin' a foreign ain't talkin' bout Jag
She wanna lock me down that's a red flag
I fuck with you baby girl honestly
But I been thinking we moving too fast
Chasing a check I'm bussin' a bin
These niggas they think that I scam
She wanna see my tattoos
Look at the ink it's all on my skin
Go to the club and back to the crib
Dive in that water you know imma swim
Breaking her back, I'm breaking her limb
Breaking a bitch, I think imma pimp
Need the sloppy top 2 hand twist
She a freak cuz her parents was strict
How you wanna be my main bitch but you up in these streets
I got bad bitches on me yeah I like what I see
I can buy you anything but that's only if you eat
I got blue hunnids, not green
Yeah the same color as the sea
She liking the way that I speak
She liking the way that the clothes fit all on my body you know it's Supreme
Know I got a mouth piece
Talking slick like some grease
All of my hoes you know they stay on point
Or they get released
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Writer(s): Quincy Brooks
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