- FAME (feat. Della Kinetic) [Prod. by C-Sick] 歌詞 Just Juice C-Sick Della Kinetic
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- Della Kinetic FAME (feat. Della Kinetic) [Prod. by C-Sick] 歌詞
- Just Juice C-Sick Della Kinetic
- Splash, splatter at the mad rappers
Spilling liquor, got a bad habit Put your money back son I'd rather shat a little whack dreams And your little chatter isn't really mattering The couple dougies, cook up, **** her up and put them on a platter ****ing jay you dela, son is small and fatter I be lankey tolerant, we balling passing rhythm off with a bat Lot of ************s all talk and attract This apocalypse, rap smash they all whack Put them off the map, we laugh on Let the bottles crack, I let them swallow sack While I swallow the jack, I'm a little pass my limit I'm hollering madness in the whip mashing Hundred five on the dash, cut the grass low Fin the killer snake ass Fame, get that money so it ain't a problem So the *****es holler for the fame Double your cup, what? Get your buzz up You know that you bugging for fame This what they want right? This what they want right? Give them that raw life, fame Give them that raw life, fame But that's tell them all I never had it, never fallen from grace Fame, never fallen from grace Swallow truth and spit it back in they face Fame, spit it back in they face I never had it, never fallen from grace Fame, never fallen from grace Swallow truth and spit it back in they face Fame, spit it back in they face **** with this I'm in the club and they bump my **** Your ***** love my hits Chillin feelin jiggy wit' a bittie u talkin bout gettin' greedy Never showin' opposition any pity I ain't talkin' a lot, but you know i'm runnin' the city I ain't one to attack, u know dat my clique is with me Back of da lac, we rollin' some of that sticky **** a bomb Throwin' hunnids and fifties there ain't no takin' it wit me when i'm gone YES, THIS cinema vision is comin' strong Sweater weather whippin' the benz, I think not Came a long way from the hallway Get it how I live it I'm driven to kill it alway All day, we ain't never takin off days Get the money while the song plays I minaj puts a couple of broads I call a foreplay Ridin' like a saddle no caddle like on a horseplay Fame, get that money so it ain't a problem So the *****es holler for the fame Double your cup, what? Get your buzz up You know that you bugging for fame This what they want right? This what they want right? Give them that raw life, fame Give them that raw life, fame But that's tell them all I never had it, never fallen from grace Fame, never fallen from grace Swallow truth and spit it back in they face Fame, spit it back in they face I never had it, never fallen from grace Fame, never fallen from grace Swallow truth and spit it back in they face Fame, spit it back in they face
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