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Paroles de Fillmore IV

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Paroles de la chanson Fillmore IV par MP lyrics officiel

Fillmore IV est une chanson en Anglais

Yeah, the view look different in this 860
10 bands before noon, it's like 1050
Whole team full of gorillas, like my name 50
60 racks in all pinks, I brought the bank with me
Say you need another load, I put your order through
I keep that white boy with me, like my lawyer Drew
18 on that road, we was on the move
Got jammed went to the Feds
Thats when we formed the crew

Don't for-get the money nigga, know we motivating
Don't for-give that dirty bitch, she tryna drop locations
Balling hard, call the screen like
DeMarcus Cousins
I keep that Radio Raheem like DeMarcus' brother
Goofy nigga cuffin' hoes, he a thotty lover
He can smell my cologne every time he hug her

I keep it all in the fam like Archie Bunker
You got a team full of niggas, love to starve each other
Me and Backend known to stunt like the Hardy brothers, off the top ropes, money in the bank
I just cashed a blank check, withdraw 400k
You think you run into a trick
baby not today

Flexing hard, I had to hit the Ric Flair (Woo)
Run up thinking I'm a lick, boy I dare you
Tryna play me like a sucker, bitch how dare you
It's slippery in these streets, I move careful

Balling hard in Utah like I'm Danny Ainge
Jack prices up and down like
the stock exchange
I can put you in your bag if you ain't got a name
You need to fire your lil shooter, he ain't got no aim

Niggas online bumping at the guns, but never busting off no guns,
What's up with that
I ain't no violent nigga, but I'm up for that
When disrespect come into play, it ain't no coming back
Say the wrong thing about the
regime, you get sent up for that
Yeah, I been catching sacks like a running back

Going back and forth, a hundred racks of course
Tryna hit a hole in one, know I'm at my course
Know I'm married to the game, won't get a divorce

Yeah, I done broke a sweat, fucking
up a check
Yeah, you wanna make some bands, hit my phone direct
Call me if you got a ticket, I'ma come collect
Backend coming home with the load, hope he make it back
Real legends on that road, we done got attached
This nigga said he need some, you know I gotta tax
Bitch it's Don't Forget the Money, where them dollars at
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Auteur: DeMarcus Pierce
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