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Paroles de Don't Ask, Don't Tell

Interprètes AG ClubGlen the SaiyanRedveilSam Truth

Paroles de la chanson Don't Ask, Don't Tell par AG Club lyrics officiel

Don't Ask, Don't Tell est une chanson en Anglais

Oh, ho, ask, do not tell
Ask, do not, ask, do not
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If a bitch wanna know some, ayy
The bitch should've been there, yeah
We tutor niggas deep in here
Like who finna smoke this square?
AG finna raise the tier
The two pretty with the long hair
Nuts hang like they don't care
So fresh, so new, so rare
Got the whole fuckin' city on lock
Might fuck around and buy the whole block
We make hits, name a nigga this hot
Better kill me if you want this spot
Keep askin' when the tape gon' drop
When the shit start soundin' so hard (hard)
You wanna fist that can get on God (God)
Remember that can take it this far (far)
Up the meds, been in heads
Month and a half, blew the advance
All these pants, I got plans
Mtv, makin' the band
Love it or hate it
Be Rahim, Elohim, he eighteen
C'est la vie, you know me
So AG bring in the beat, nigga, uh

Oh, ho, ask, do not tell
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Ask, do not tell (oh, ho)

Who gon' stop me when I'm on one?
'Member this, when the gold come
And them platinum plaques sure are frozen
Try to leave to be open
Fuck, I can't stop roastin'
I just know I'm that nigga
Man, I don't want to give the wrong notes to
Somebody tell Isaacs turn the bass up
We about to tear the place up
If that turn his face up, I'ma smoke his ass like a eighth, bruh
Half an ounce to the face, bruh
Runnin' rap like a race, bruh
I slide on the beat, like my skates on
I hope this one help my case, son
I'm tryna be the best that there ever was
And I decided that a long time go
But I've been actin' nice, but I don't like you folks
I'm too talented to be likeable
I'm too overbright to be an idol, ho
I like smokin' weed, I like actin' dumb
I like talkin' shit, I don't ask for none'
I don't owe you none', so don't ask for some
I'm in the studio for like twenty hours
And I'm skippin' showers, tryna be him
Nigga, Young Lord, and with this sword
Your God, I can help you meet him
Nigga watch how the fuck you treat him
When he speak, boy, you should believe him
Might look like I'm dreamin'
But I'm on course and I'm speedin'
And I'm gone

Ask, do not tell
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Oh, ho, ask, do not tell
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And if you don't know me well
Ask, do not tell
Ask, do not tell, just see for yourself
Ask, do not tell, ask, do not tell
I keep to myself it daily, I make it all look easy
Like heaven itself, must not know me well
I know me well, ask, do not tell

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Ask, do not tell

(Oh, ho) ask, do not tell
Ask, do not tell
(Oh, ho) ask, do not tell
Ask, do not tell
Uh, I'm in the cut tryna get rich
Couldn't do it, if it was chips
Every time they writin' the sun, shit
I matched your eye, and I guarantee that's the sunken, shit
I matched my mind, that's the parachute that I'm jumpin' with
The only way I'm gon' land
I said, "Fuck your expectations, God be my own man"
You can take this like you vacant from me with my own hands
Nigga, fuck your old plans, they gon' do no old dance
They gon' do no old dance, but it's nothin' (bitch)
I am who I am, it ain't no discussion (discussion)
Oh man (uh), it's nothin'
I am who I am, it ain't no discussion, oh man
It's nothin', I am who I am, it ain't no discussion (discussion)
Oh man, it's nothin', I am who I am and it's no discussion (ahoh)
Droits parole : paroles officielles sous licence Lyricfind respectant le droit d'auteur.
Reproduction des paroles interdite sans autorisation.
Auteurs: Blue Rondo, Edwin Congreave, Eugene McDaniels, Isaac Rose, Jack Bevan, James Smith, Jody Fontaine, redveil, Sam Truth, Walter Gervers, Yannis Philippakis
Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Wixen Music Publishing

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