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Paroles de Holy

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Paroles de la chanson Holy par DJBOOLIN lyrics officiel

Holy est une chanson en Anglais

Told twin gon' head, pour me up
I'm the finals MVP like 09' Kobe, yeah
Out here sinning like I'm lucy but I'm holy, yeah
Taylor Gang, high like Khalifa
Hollow tips hot like a fever
You need me more than I need you
Peanut butter inside like Reese
At granny crib, sitting by the peach tree
This getting money shit too easy
Adderall got me up, ain't sleepy
I get better, my ego get bigger
On the gram tryna bash my name cause' I cut her ass off, that lil' bitch bitter
Juvenile, I'm a real hot boy, still toting that fire outside in the winter
Cuddy died, I ain't even get to say goodbye, god damn I really do miss you
I know how it feel to be misunderstood, feel like nobody get you
I know God got me through it all
Way before you walk, you gotta learn to crawl
Only 5'8 but I'm standing tall
Feeling like a point-guard bringing up the ball
Murakami flowers with the Kaws
Bae I love your body, I love all your flaws
If it's bout' some pape, won't miss the call
I was at my lowest, back against the wall
I'm a raven, run it like Lamar
Third eye open, bussin' off a shroom bar
Fuck the speed limit, whip the car
Rolling up some cookies out the cookie jar
Momma know her son gone' be a star
Put a laser beam on side of my AR
I been on the verge of giving up cause I swear this life shit been getting hard
I got bad trust issues so I can't never let down my guard
Dead presidents and medicine
No new friends, can't let em' in
12 couldn't find no evidence
My shorty nem' get you extorted
Strip club, band in all 1's, I throw it
Had your chance, how the fuck you blow it?
He pump faked tryna be heroic
Off the dome, would've thought I wrote it
Masked up like I'm still in the pandemic
He got popped like a Pepsi, he need a medic
Make no excuses, you want it go get it
Swear I ain't felt like this in a minute
I'm finna rock out like Metallica
Put belt, I'm Rocky Balboa
4 leaf clover, come test your luck
Better save that shit, I don't give no fuck

Told twin gon' head, pour me up
I'm the finals MVP like 09' Kobe, yeah
Out here sinning like I'm lucy but I'm holy, yeah
Taylor Gang, high like Khalifa
Hollow tips hot like a fever
You need me more than I need you
Peanut butter inside like Reese
At granny crib, sitting by the peach tree
This getting money shit too easy
Adderall got me up, ain't sleepy
I get better, my ego get bigger
On the gram tryna bash my name cause' I cut her ass off, that lil' bitch bitter
Juvenile, I'm a real hot boy, still toting that fire outside in the winter
Cuddy died, I ain't even get to say goodbye, god damn I really do miss you
I know how it feel to be misunderstood, feel like nobody get you
I know God got me through it all
Way before you walk, you gotta learn to crawl
Only 5'8 but I'm standing tall
Feeling like a point-guard bringing up the ball
Murakami flowers with the Kaws
Bae I love your body, I love all your flaws
If it's bout' some pape, won't miss the call
I was at my lowest, back against the wall
I'm a raven, run it like Lamar
Third eye open, bussin' off a shroom bar
Fuck the speed limit, whip the car
Rolling up some cookies out the cookie jar
Momma know her son gone' be a star
Put a laser beam on side of my AR
I been on the verge of giving up cause I swear this life shit been getting hard
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Reproduction des paroles interdite sans autorisation.
Auteur: Deon Anderson
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