lirik lagu rob ace - japan
[intro]
“it’s slick, do we have a problem?”
(yeah, word)
yeah
[hook]
drinkin’ can i f-ck with you?
i don’t wanna have no bad vibes
can you let me f-ck with you?
would of had some time, just to f-ck with you some time
from santiago to japan, all my niggas rollin’ gas
you don’t got to lie, we could f-ck and then get high
from manhattan to japan all my niggas countin’ cash
[verse]
yeah, p-ssin’ trees
smokin’ gasoline (smokin’ gas)
shorty bad
said she japanese (japanese)
super coupes
shorty -ss like hula hoops (haaan)
hookah pulls
shorty wet that scuba juice (yeah)
hit a zip
on the block like f-ck a zip (woah)
need a lick
shorty said she need a d-ck (need a d-ck)
keep her lit
all my pieces need to hit (need to hit)
bad -ss b-tch
all my pieces mad as shit (mad as shit)
ne-ne-need cars i could race when i want yeah
(when i want)
need broads i could hate when i want yeah
(when i want)
need dogs that could skate when i want yeah
(yeah, yeah)
ne-ne-need god k!ll the hate when i want yeah
do-don rośe (yeah)
talk rozay (haan)
co-co-coppin old j’s (woah)
i ain’t own j’s
gopro aim (yeah)
old soul state (ok)
from the a train (a)
to the 4 train (train)
couple girls that love a nigga
want to f-ck a nigga (yeah)
sell drugs for a nigga and go dumb for niggas like
lo-lo-load guns, go dumb for a nigga like, (boom)
you know what she really would of done for a nigga?
fa-fa-fast forward 20 years, i’m collecting diamonds
(i’m collecting diamonds)
need a lot of property to stay away from violence
still up all night, new york city, that’s a regular
shorty this my life, i don’t even need a creditor (haan)
drunk like f-ck it, is we f-ckin’ getting blunted?
(gettin blunted?!)
pull up to the venue, have these niggas look disgusted
(yeah, yeah)
b-tches trynna hit me, i just look at them and dub it
(f-ck outta here)
you ain’t love me then when i wasn’t up to somethin’ yeah
[hook]
drinkin’ can i f-ck with you?
i don’t wanna have no bad vibes
can you let me f-ck with you?
would of had some time, just to f-ck with you some time
from santiago to japan, all my niggas rollin’ gas
you don’t got to lie, we could f-ck and then get high
from manhattan to japan, all my niggas countin’ cash
[outro]
drinkin’ can i f-ck with you? (yeah, uh)
faded can i f-ck with you? (yeahh, yeah)
drinkin’ can i f-ck with you?
*inhales smoke*, *exhales smoke*
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