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Bars Of Soap
(专辑: Ransom 2 - 2017)
Ayy, ayy, ayy (Ransom) Ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy (Ransom) Ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy (Ransom) Ayy, ayy, ayy I'm a
running man Sandals slipping off my feet, on the
sand Counting up the
bills with my dominant hand, yo yo Took twos on, take this appreciate it This too? Why tear up the
rim shop? Haha Mike WiLL Made-It I'm going postal, loco, coast to coast like La Nostra My G.I. Joe present, I've yet to see a
cobra So off my rocker got me sipping club soda Some bombs never go off, some stars never blow up I'm pitching and never in a
dug out Reaching in my pants and I
can't take a
head count Flash back '03, things was looking run down Now I
set foot in the
place, it's a
luau Killing shit like ten counts, y'all know how we get down House with the
fence around, y'all know that we in route Transition from the
Impala to the
Fisker I
should charge admission for that girl to get the
dessert Left the
doors up, now the
Lambo' has pigtails Since you getting comfy, I'ma let you sit there I'ma let you stay there, when I
shed a
tear They didn't have no care, so I'ma charge retail I
brought some kush 'cause you say you want set sail If you love sick in the
room, you best get well Every dog has its day, what the
hell? No tuck tail Swae Lee went to magazine, double X-L Floss with your Gucci on, bloods dipped in goo Colors burst on the
cars and the
jewels I'm a
wanted man Seats looking like they got a
spray tan When I
was without, not a
helping hand I
got some women that throw it back and make me drop the
cans I
told Ben Frank' just to drop a
pin I
collect my fit goal to the
highest bid Yes, I
might drop in, it all depends Junior high, I
was dreaming of a
Mach 10 I'm coming clean though, I
mean not a
speck My girl be serving looks, I
could kiss the
chef Katana sword popping out my, walking cane I'm overseas, my Cali bae like, "How was Spain?" We getting to the
money and you niggas having issues I
bought a
fucking piece and it came with a
wet suit The
Buddha left me without breath, I
really am a
mess I'm mooching off my mother-loving self She be hoping that I
take a
knee like Kaepernick, yes I
be open to that "SremmLife" shit (SremmLife!) This is how we live, this is how we exist Hoes love the
kicks and we love the
hits All in the
house and I'm home-wrecking If I
sleep with his wife, I'm a
home-wrecker I'm in my own world, throw the
money up and make my own weather Mami playing with my balls like tether, on my leather Money talk, it's a
lecture 80 pointers dance on me, it's electric Niggas gon' hate, I'm still unaffected Chip on my shoulder, I
move undetected She said pop the
question, the
question got deflected Man them men my boy, that's my motherfucking brethren Let's cut to the
chase It's only on the
house when we in the
place My Houston lava boys got it up in some flames Stirring up the
cup with my wrist, souffle Shaka Zulu chains with my name engraved I
told you all in "Swang", don't say my name in vain We bring it to your door like (*doorbell*) "You rang?!" Spending all the
money then we watch it boomerang With the
fendi belt, angry face like Pootie Tang Put some gold on my fingers, neck and shoestrings "Long time, no see," that's what they say when they see me mane I
been going crazy, just to stay sane Hey, your girl went missing, who's to blame? Young whipper snapper with the
Range Pause, then I
went deranged Call that hottie on my station Long week, but a
great day Someone got my blowing tree like Sage On me you should get erased On me, yeah, you can hate
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