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Paroles de The Dirt (feat. DeathStarCobo)

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Paroles de la chanson The Dirt (feat. DeathStarCobo) par Catari lyrics officiel

The Dirt (feat. DeathStarCobo) est une chanson en Anglais

Yeah lurk, lurk, lurk, lurk, lurk, lurk, lurk, lurk, yeah lurk
Put him in the dirt
Shawty all up on my nerves
So I go and pop a perc, now I may go berserk
She like, why you such a jerk? I look at her with a smirk
I'm just trying to make it work, so turn around and make it twerk
Yeah, I'mma seize the day
She pretty, like bouquet
I'mma hit that bitch from back, I make her dance, she do ballet
If shawty do the gang, then all girls are the same
I don't wanna disclaim, but that shawty a lil' lame
Smoke that gas to the face, no way, I'm gon' be late today
I got my bae with me, she begging on her knees
I'm going ape, no bape
I shoot my shot, good aim
This that heavy weight, you get hit, MMA
This that Nurture Gang, bitch we've been reaching heaven gates
I'm taking X everyday, It's making me go so insane
If you tell me that I'mma loose it, 'cause she fucking gave me brain
I'm beating the fuck out this beat, like Liu Kang
She fell in love with the percocets and molly and cocaine
I can't tell her anything I gotta stay in my own lane
Brand new sniper, it got range
They all switch up, for that they lame,
And for that I can't fucking trust you, so I'll put your name in vein
Yeah, ride around town with the bro's
We stay fly, like a drone
You get shot in the dome, if you come test us in the O
Waking up and handling my business
On your gang, bitch I diminish
I could pull out these flows like we just went fucking fishing
I ain't with the analytics
We blow up like how Osama did it
See Cobo racing to the finish
We too turn't up, its been a minute (minute)
Too turn't up, gotta give me a second
And I promise you ho if I meant it I've said it
Been with Soul King, in the trap, yeah, you can't get in
Been doing this shit for so long
So why do they still treat me like I'm doing something wrong
Tote the chopper, singing melodys
Bought my bitch a brand new ass, uh, she a celebrity
You can mock, you can try, but you know you just a wanna be
I get high as whoever, Yeah, I know what I wanna do
They all treat you like a rockstar when they catching onto you
If you let them get to close, they'll probably take a bite off a you
Better watch who you keep around, yeah, yeah, you can do it too
Catch me outside with a 45.
Aimed up at your guys, so say goodbye, to the other side
Twistedandivine, on my nine, luxury design
Don't think to ask why, or you'll get fried like the hills have eyes
Like hey, get up out my way
I'm too fresh today, so don't mind me
I just do my thing, hooked my neck up with bling (Cha Ching)
You better get out of the way, before you get hit with the K
Oh, that's your bae
I'm gon' make her wet, and turn that ho to my main
Keep on going on about it
Really I just had enough about it
At the top floor, bitch I'm gon' shout it
Bought a Mink coat for a couple thousand
It really ain't that hard, do u copy?
You just got to be the bigger body
Yeah, you just got to be the best of everybody
Turn you to a damn jockey
So lurk
Do another perc
I'mma make it work
Underwater, call it sea comfort
Somewhere where the ash gon' burn
Make me break bad, it's gon' be worse
I'mma leaner
Codeine dreamer
Can't you tell that I can't leave her
If I do I'mma catch a fever
So I'mma sit on the words, I need her
I'mma fucking star, don't wanna talk to you, Yeah, that's true
I'm with my gang jumping through the roof
I'm with Twis and Bluz
(Max Ammo)
Fucking that bitch, I get right to
Me and Deathstar chillin', like we got the flu
She wanna hang, so I put her on a noose
That's true, Yeah, I got something to prove
But this girl got me stuck, like I ain't got nothing to do
Like what fuck, I go up, bounce up like a kangaroo
Yeah she said I'm the one, so I put her ass on too (Yeah)
Go sub zero, I'm cold hearted
Look at what the fuck I started
In my armory feel guarded
Watanabe all my garments
I stare at the moon as it stares back at me
As the devil lies to me
Angels go surround like it's a harmony
I gotta watch my back, and how I move, but it's been hard to see
Bitch can you not tell that I don't love you, I love money
This perc 30 in my body, let me put you on
Go tell all your friends, yeah, they can tag along
I put a drum on the glock, so you know it's extra long
Bitch I've been geekin', super tweakin', no I still can't do no wrong
If she ain't eat it, tell her beat it, that bitch look like donkey kong
Wake up, repeat it, best believe we be higher than Armstrong
My cup it bleedin', can't you see it, this is where I belong
I know I need it, I have reasons or else I will have withdrawals
I gotta end this shit, one call
I keep fighting after all
It's a full on fucking brawl
You'll be the one to fall
Yeah lurk, lurk, lurk, lurk, lurk, lurk, lurk, lurk, yeah lurk
Put him in the dirt
Shawty all up on my nerves
So I go and pop a perc, now I may go berserk
She like, why you such a jerk? I look at her with a smirk
I'm just trying to make it work, so turn around and make it twerk
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Auteurs: Chris Argonese, Colin Garbien
Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid

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