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Paroles de The Warm Up

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Paroles de la chanson The Warm Up par Peezy lyrics officiel

The Warm Up est une chanson en Anglais

Ghetto
(Kilo)

Shootin' jump shots before I ball, gotta warm up (yup)
1942 shots got her throwin' up (yeah)
Rich niggas, bad bitches all around got it goin' up (goin')
Six foreigns outside, back-to-back when we stroll up (uh-huh)
Your bitch know I'm goin' up (they know)
The block know I'm goin' up (they know)
My boys know I'm goin' up (they know)
My ice, I'ma throw it up (yeah)
Rich niggas, bad bitches all around got it goin' up (got)
Six foreigns outside, back-to-back when we stroll up (vroom)

Six foreigns outside, it's just me and my compadres (yeah)
A crew of bad bitches with us, bad as Beyonce (ah-ha)
I got hitters around me and they gon' do whatever I say (facts)
Still can call the plug and get whatever off of my face (let's go)
We in here here shootin' jump shots (yeah)
Be quite before the storm, we finna dumb out (we finna dumb out)
It's motion pictures every time we come out (yup)
The money similar to water (why?), 'cause it don't run out (it can't)
The ice look like Voss
Who fuckin' with me? Nigga, thumbs down (what?)
Skrrt off in that TRX, lookin' like a monster truck (wha-)
We look like the new BMF (yeah) and ain't nobody sponsor us (nope)
Got every different presi', boy, Barack, Biden, and Trump (yeah)
If you really ballin' (huh, hey), throw some motherfuckin' bands up (go, nigga)

Shootin' jump shots before I ball, gotta warm up (yeah)
1942 shots got her throwin' up (ha-ha)
Rich niggas, bad bitches all around got it goin' up (goin' up)
Six foreigns outside (yeah), back-to-back when we stroll up (yeah)
Your bitch know I'm goin' up (boy)
The block know I'm goin' up (yeah)
My boys know I'm goin' up (nigga)
My ice, I'ma throw it up (ghetto)
Rich niggas, bad bitches all around got it goin' up
Six foreigns outside (yeah), back-to-back when we stroll up (it's goin' up, bitch)

Just got a P of Gumbo, finna sit here and roll up (yeah)
Just scored a P of Wock', I'm finna pour me a cold cup
I gotta meet my quote, I'ma grind for the whole month (thirty eights)
And if you thought we would ever fall off, you don't know us (uh-uh)
Ain't nothin' you could say about me, I'm doin' my shit (I'm doin' my shit)
Got some niggas that don't play 'bout me, don't be in my mix
You better come and get your ho, doggy, 'cause she on my dick (for real)
You know this shit just like the streets, if she don't move, she get hit (get hit)
Left out the bank, a hundred racks, look like I hit me a lick (a hundred racks, yeah)
Ain't gotta question me, I'm stompped down, I come from the 6 (6 Mile)
Don't get it fucked up 'cause I'm humble, I ain't nothin' like them (I ain't nothin' like them)
I own all this damn shit (yeah), I don't pay no fuckin' rent (let's get it)
That's why

Shootin' jump shots before I ball, gotta warm up (boy)
1942 shots got her throwin' up (she throwin' up)
Rich niggas, bad bitches all around got it goin' up (goin' up)
Six foreigns outside (yeah, yeah), back-to-back when we stroll up (boy)
Your bitch know I'm goin' up (bitch)
The block know I'm goin' up (let's go)
My boys know I'm goin' up (bo)
My ice, I'ma throw it up (go)
Rich niggas, bad bitches (ayy, yeah) all around got it goin' up (goin' up)
Six foreigns outside (ha), back-to-back when we stroll up (let's go, nigga)

Free Rio, nigga
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Auteurs: Christopher Murphy, Keenan Braxton Williams, Phillip Peaks
Copyright: EMPIRE PUBLISHING

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