- Trigga lottery 歌詞
- Trigga
- Baby, **** it up.
baby, what i need.
fell in love feel like
I just won the lottery.
Baby, **** it up.
baby, what I need.
we make it love.
I don’t want love. feel like lottery.
now we gettin’ down low
bouncin’ on that booty.
making hunnit thousand girls
screamin’ on my body.
I got what u need baby come to ma crib
we gettin high.
rippin’ them all of your clothes
kiss it love it whip it yeah.
Nobody. **** with you yeah.
oh lottery. I grow harder yeah.
I don’t give up ****. about music. we goin’ up higher.
we kill every faker. only homies fam. better gang.
woo everyday I go skrr. don’t sing lie.
harder skrr. always fly. u can see me. levitate.
ballin with champagne everyday yeah yeah.
I don’t hesitate you know I don’t wanna lie.
Baby, **** it up.
baby, what i need.
fell in love feel like
I just won the lottery.
Baby, **** it up.
baby, what I need.
we make it love.
I don’t want love. feel like lottery.
now we gettin’ down low
bouncin’ on that booty.
making hunnit thousand girls
screamin’ on my body.
I got what u need baby come to ma crib
we gettin high.
rippin’ them all of your clothes
kiss it love it whip it yeah.
저기 병신들은 다
뻥치기에 바뻐.
나머지는 전부 다
포장하기에 바뻐.
go up in the air.
저 새끼들은 다 low.
pull up the trigga woo yeah.
wit ma bros go up.
그것이 돈이든 무엇이든.
중요한 것은 태도지. 우린 알지 뭔지.
찔리면 너 맞어 ***** boys.
brr oh yeah.
Baby, **** it up.
baby, what i need.
fell in love feel like
I just won the lottery.
Baby, **** it up.
baby, what I need.
we make it love.
I don’t want love. feel like lottery.
now we gettin’ down low
bouncin’ on that booty.
making hunnit thousand girls
screamin’ on my body.
I got what u need baby come to ma crib
we gettin high.
rippin’ them all of your clothes
kiss it love it whip it yeah.
I’m not lookin for the money or the fame now.
내가 원하는건 chillin with ma homies yeah.
**** the haters say 꼰대들은 need to grow.
우리끼리 담어 bottles empty put some more.
Baby, **** it up.
baby, what I need.
fell in love feel like
I just won the lottery.
Baby, **** it up.
baby, what I need.
we make it love.
I don’t want love. feel like lottery.
now we gettin’ down low
bouncin’ on that booty.
making hunnit thousand girls
screamin’ on my body.
I got what u need baby come to ma crib
we gettin high.
rippin’ them all of your clothes
kiss it love it whip it yeah.
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