Testo Vinyls - 1UP feat. LL
Testo della canzone Vinyls (1UP feat. LL), tratta dall'album Vinyls
Yeah, and aye
And I'm back in, stacking ooh
Got my group, we packing ooh
Now I've had it all
Like I can't fathom, ooh
Yeah, done with your bullshit
Uh, yeah
You keep on pushing, yeah
Nah
I'm back in, stacking ooh
Got my group we packing ooh
But now I've had it all
Like I can't fathom
Yeah, done with your bullshit
Yeah, you keep on pushing
Yeah, check this mic
Yeah, look, aye
Drop the top inside the coupe
Look at the view, yeah
Twelve inch records on my wall
It's nothing new, yeah
Rolling with my team
That's 'bout the clean, yeah
What would it be, yeah
Got to envision
And I don't listen to vinyls
Cause all these bitches cry for dollars and diamonds
Yeah, they just want the money, don't even know me
You think you got it on me, why don't you show me
Show, look look
And I don't listen to vinyls
Cause all these bitches cry for dollars and diamonds
Yeah, they just want the money, don't even know me
You think you got it on me, why don't you show me
Show, hell yeah
Look into my eye-eye-eyes
Can't you see I'm ti-ired
Wasting my ti-ime
Don't know why-y-y
I even tried
I'm so sick of you, yeah
And all your rules, aye
You worship the jewels, and
It's fire and fuel, yeah
Now I'm done with all your shit
All you wanted was my bread
Got me messed up in the head
So I swear to you that's it
I'll be leaving in a sec
Wasn't kidding what I said
Leave your messages on read, aye yeah
You're stealing my wallet
I told you to stop it
But you keep on shopping
Outta my pocket, pocket
Girl you never stop it, yeah
I know you want a rock, yeah
You know man, you know I'm checking out aye
And I don't listen to vinyls
Cause all these bitches cry for dollars and diamonds
Yeah, they just want the money, don't even know me
You think you got it on me, why don't you show me
Show, look look
And I don't listen to vinyls
Cause all these bitches cry for dollars and diamonds
Yeah, they just want the money, don't even know me
You think you got it on me, why don't you show me
Show, hell yeah
H up in the booth, so you know that we never lose, aye
If you mess with me, you're gonna end up on the news
1UP in this bitch, he gon' bully on these dudes
We ain't got no time for chatting, we just get that bag and move, yeah
Drop the roof, yeah, on the coupe, yeah
With the gang 20 on the Avenue, yeah
We do not lose, yeah, don't like to lose, yeah
I came through, yeah
All these women on me like my first name is Hugh
And if you don't like the team and me
Then you can take a cruise, yeah
Aye, rollin' on beans, rollin' with me
She rollin' on me, yeah
You can't hang, but if you acting like a fiend, yeah
You ain't on the team, yeah
And I don't listen to vinyls
Cause all these bitches cry for dollars and diamonds
Yeah, they just want the money, don't even know me
You think you got it on me, why don't you show me
Show, look look
And I don't listen to vinyls
Cause all these bitches cry for dollars and diamonds
Yeah, they just want the money, don't even know me
You think you got it on me, why don't you show me
Show, hell yeah
And I don't listen to vinyls
Cause all these bitches cry for dollars and diamonds
Yeah, they just want the money, don't even know me
You think you got it on me, why don't you show me
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Writer(s): Thomas Alcorn, Heath Nielsen, Lloyd Alcorn
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