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AJ Tracey

Doughnuts & Ice Cream

 

Doughnuts & Ice Cream

(álbum: Left Back - 2015)


Girls sound sweet like doughnuts
And my food's peng like ice cream
Sitting in the whip doing doughnuts
And my chick's cold like ice cream
Food gets ate like doughnuts
Dubs get served like ice cream
Hole in your chest like doughnuts
Make the rave melt like ice cream
Girls sound sweet like doughnuts, doughnuts
And my food's peng like ice cream, ice cream
Sitting in the whip doing doughnuts, doughnuts
And my chick's cold like ice cream, ice cream
Food gets ate like doughnuts, doughnuts
Dubs get served like ice cream, ice cream
Hole in your chest like doughnuts, doughnuts
Make the rave melt like ice cream, ice cream

My bank is a Nike shoe box
Keep food rocks in my red Nike shoe box
Rack on the rack, rack in the rucksack, rack
Grab that, fling it back in the shoe box
Man can't ever chat, he can hold that
When I hit him hard with the right and he falls flat
Man don't wanna scrap, we can go back
Back to the cold roads and the cold flats
I'm ill, don't make man ah get ill
Got man in the blue with the blue steel
Likkle man getting gassed off a two wheel
Slap man in his mouth, make him go chill
I'm cold, don't make man ah turn cold
Got man in the north with the north pole
Likkle man getting gassed off of two dro
Had your girl giving oh at stage show
My bros, S-Q-U-A-R-E
YGG, MTP, man are involved
Air Max 95s, we do road
Air Max 98s, we do road
Man can't chat to AJ bout flows
Got flows that curl your girlfriend's damn toes
Running through the 10, I'm clutching that gat
Kick back and I'm swerving jakes with my woes
I'm not shy, I'm sho
Man's got more than hate for my foes
Man's got active burner that blows
F1 skid marks on your new clothes
Man get shift, deleted from road
When the.44 lift you out your shell toes
Air Force Ones in black and they're high tops
Air Force Ones in white and they're lows

Girls sound sweet like doughnuts
And my food's peng like ice cream
Sitting in the whip doing doughnuts
And my chick's cold like ice cream
Food gets ate like doughnuts
Dubs get served like ice cream
Hole in your chest like doughnuts
Make the rave melt like ice cream
Girls sound sweet like doughnuts, doughnuts
And my food's peng like ice cream, ice cream
Sitting in the whip doing doughnuts, doughnuts
And my chick's cold like ice cream, ice cream
Food gets ate like doughnuts, doughnuts
Dubs get served like ice cream, ice cream
Hole in your chest like doughnuts, doughnuts
Make the rave melt like ice cream, ice cream

I'm the lightskinned viking
Girls think I look caramel with the lighting
Me and ST will do no fighting
.45 lick a man down like lightning
Fright night cuh the gang's quite frightening
Girls want a likkle AJ on a hype ting
My girls got the clean face and the tight ting
So it's fun like four o'clock when I'm piping
If I ain't inna the depth with Hilts
Then I'm with the trendy Wendies and Elf
Stepping to my bros is bad for man's health
Man take Ls and left on that shelf
You bruddas talk the hardest like concrete
But on your ones, you're soft just like felt
When I was a young G, I idn't wanna hear it
Held these cause I never heard, I felt
White girl, Lisa Ann
Talk shit, get a box like the pizza man
Bare peng tings say they want a piece of man
My Af don said he's got deets for man
Don't try and park up on my block, I'll roll to the door
Yo, brudda, leave the van
Pull out the hand ting for the deeper tan
I'm tryna make green fly like Peter Pan

feito

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