lirik lagu lil gotit & lil keed - i need answers
(money done geeked on this motherf~cker)
[chorus: lil gotit]
i need answers for that stupid sh~t
too many standards for a groupie b~tch
i waste some syrup on my prada kicks
mason margiela on my dallas sh~t
i’m hugging the curb, i’m pushing the pedal, the [?]
if you know bout’ the murder, can’t say what you saw, just come on the turf (turf)
no nose on the draco, sawwed it off and ate up his nerves
we lose it all, we takin’ em’ off, makin’ it worse
[verse: lil gotit]
walk down with that pole, they can wipe they nose
i just bought diamonds for the show, totin’ this stick they got so many souls
pass her some munyun’ she f~ckin’ the bro, get popped like a pimple, yeah right out them [?]
drop off on her face, she ordered a load
i’m bout’ the business, she know how it go
ain’t duckin’ no beef, we gotta eat, keep that sh~t street, we goin’ leave him deceased
i keep a stash with my b~tch on the east, they like to see, i’m keepin’ peace
four by four jeep, ain’t nothin’ cheap, f~ck the ignition, we don’t need a key
want change yo’ life, then take a seat, [?] goin’ give you a price for the p’s
[chorus]
i need answers for that stupid sh~t
too many standards for a groupie b~tch
i waste some syrup on my prada kicks
mason margiela on my dallas sh~t
i’m hugging the curb, i’m pushing the pedal, the [?]
if you know bout’ the murder, can’t say what you saw, just come on the turf (turf)
no nose on the draco, sawwed it off and ate up his nerves
we lose it all, we takin’ em’ off, makin’ it worse
[verse: lil keed]
put em’ on a shirt, and percocet make her p~ssy squirt
cuttin’ up in traffic in a fast thing, tell em’ watch me work
really you can’t even see in, maybach came with curtains
mp for the bl!cky and i got five seven
she don’t want a shrimp, she want a big dog
i tell her whatever she leap like a frog
and rolls royce umbrellas hide me from the clout
yeah hide me from the clout
these n~ggas can’t get no dap
you can get shut down, n~gga with a strap
me and b~dime, we slidin’ in a porsche
225 when we put it in sport (come catch us)
[chorus]
i need answers for that stupid sh~t
too many standards for a groupie b~tch
i waste some syrup on my prada kicks
mason margiela on my dallas sh~t
i’m hugging the curb, i’m pushing the pedal, the [?]
if you know bout’ the murder, can’t say what you saw, just come on the turf (turf)
no nose on the draco, sawwed it off and ate up his nerves
we lose it all, we takin’ em’ off, makin’ it worse
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