A$ap Ferg - Reynolds (ft. Danny Brown) Şarkı Sözleri

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The last time I smoked, I think it was about a pound

I thought Lou laced my weed, I was about to pan ‘em out

He told me quietly, 'Nigga, you was on the loud”

I was running 'round the room, Rocky tried sat me down

Went to club with, and I seen Busta Rhymes with the red neck

And he looking at me like, 'Nigga, you sniffed a line?”

You heard this before, you probably would have lost your mind

But I had to change my lines cause TT they're like my rhymes

Everybody always giving prays to the team

When all my niggas do is get fly and sip lean

Niggas think we're stupid, with all these designer things

We walk in Hilfigers office and hear that ching-ching

We get paid from Tommy the rest of y'all niggas silly

And walk in office meetings with camoflauge and a philly

And only get brain from the bitches that know the dilly

She rocked the mic and killed lipsync like Milly Vanilli




Being broke be the best thing that happened to me

It give me hunger pain, something strange happened to me

It fills my brain up with things so imaginary

Then I start to spit flames with vocabulary

My momma thought I wouldn't make it with this rapping shit

Lint in my pockets and I still ain't ask for shit

Dreams of traveling the world so lav-er-ish

Fuck a couple bitches that be fucking with them tab-a-lets

Lean sip' fabrics, you nigga is average

I'm about a motherfucking buck like Maverick

Fucking hoes in palaces, posing for the cameras

Feds scream; Lord, like a motherfucking catholic

Hoes trying to snap a pic, while a nigga tappin' it

Bitches love my words, on stage they try to grab my dick

I'm the best when it comes to this rapping shit

I eat a nigga sleeping like bed bugs in mattresses

Still up in the hood with them stragglers

Fourty calibers if a nigga talking blasphemous

Young Trap Lord, I'm going back to Nazereth

Lean got me slurring like I got Ty Nast's lisp




Excellent weekends are with kinky whores, flow like meteor

Your mediocre retard, put you in the ER

No CPR to bring you back when I pull out this ego

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Place a blunt of sour, now I'm higher than an seagull

Never ever pass unless you're on of my amigos

'bout to have a trio, call that shit a sequel

Me fucking these whores, we listening to Beanie Sigel

Ain't no way you're equal, nigga why you hating?

It's over for 30 seconds like gang initiation

Sometimes between them like an abbreviation

Put his ass to sleep like sedation

I done came up from dinner bowl and cereal

To bitches want the pipe like a house of payne video

So Ferginstine tell them get up on there grind

When that A$AP drop bring it back home for Brown