Turnbuckle Music

歌詞

Wicked, wicked production you know how it go man Y'all listen to music by Harry Fraud man 0'12 man. New 'tings Bronson man Big boss Bronson man and little brother DZA Yo, once again it's the quintessential stud muffin Spanish bitches stub sucking' they wanna have my kid My people know how to bid, I focus on how to live though Come through the window snatch your kiddo while he watchin' Nintendo The people love us though they snub us in the corporate world Fuck it we lawless ridin' filthy in the Taurus with Doris, she 85 My neighbour, thrilled by wild behaviour they get a bloomers when I'm in Aruba with a scuba jet Yes, kush god daddy I'm on that other flow That motherfuck that cover tho that hustle move a mother load That, big boy talk say raps you tryna book a show, gold bottle Hold the rows kush rolled that's holy smoke It's turnbuckle music, straight off the third row Straight on you herbs throats, that's why you birds broke Tweet tweetin' with your tweetin' ass, we rather count cash and chew some hash We bout that [Chorus: x2] (You pick him up), I drop 'em (He tryna creep), I watch him (You need me tag me in), Nah don't worry I got it Should never fuck around with people that's a stable (Cut into your navel), Put 'em through the table. Brushing Paris Holland Italy Pristina Kosovo, Denmark, hopping out the bed sharp I teach you how to live Michael 'caine dirty rotten scoundrels My bitches blow me at the opera while I'm rocking sandals Light linen, rest on my physique I'm testin', built for the west And you get molested while u sleep Back to the essence cause your testicles are weak Got some Mexicans to put the fucking hash between there cheeks