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Paroles de 9 - 5

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Paroles de la chanson 9 - 5 par Test lyrics officiel

9 - 5 est une chanson en Anglais

Intro:

I had to roll up a leaf the pain was deep
I had to pop me a pill to get some relief
I had to jump out window avoid the police


Hook:

Selling dope everyday
That’s our 9 to 5
This Money Got Us Geeked
Got me walking like I’m high
This profit came from yola
Must I tell you every time
I never get no sleep
I keep that paper on my mind

Selling dope everyday
That’s our 9 to 5
This Money Got Us Geeked
Got me walking like I’m high
This profit came from yola
Must I tell you every time
I never get no sleep
I keep that paper on my mind


Verse:

Selling dope , 24-7
yes you know
We in and out
Without a doubt
If it’s a drought
We bring out a load
Serve out the window
It look like a store
Look at em sweating
All over the stove
Baking the bread
We need us a loaf
To bring this shit here
We need us a boat
Twenty bitches on call
If we need some sluts
Swap out niggas baby mothers
If we need some guts
I can’t help that nigga
(Oh no)
He keep fucking up
My plug throw me what I want
(Why)
Cause I keep re-ing up
(Cmon)
I keep sending packs
Across the country
Like it’s nothing
(Cmon)
I got niggas in london
That will line your ass up
Hesitate get crashed up
Potato face get mashed up
Dump you out the trash truck
Outside you catch us


Hook:

Selling dope everyday
That’s our 9 to 5
This Money Got Us Geeked
Got me walking like I’m high
This profit came from yola
Must I tell you every time
I never get no sleep
I keep that paper on my mind

Selling dope everyday
That’s our 9 to 5
This Money Got Us Geeked
Got me walking like I’m high
This profit came from yola
Must I tell you every time
I never get no sleep
I keep that paper on my mind

Verse:


I had to grind & stay consistent
Drop 20 watch that bitch double back
Oh you get money? Then show me a 10 piece
I’m in the trap, till this bitch all empty
Busy, can’t answer no phone
I’m getting money bitch leave me alone
20 piece don’t fit in the box
New chain had to get the Baguettes
Run it up I ain’t trying to flex
She want to fuck I just want the neck
Bitch I’m a dog I’m on to the next
Ain’t Houston but we pouring up fours
Touchdown, I feel like the goat
Hit the plug , yeah I need me some more
They get by the half, we get by the load
Smoking the gas it’s beating my chest
In the kitchen cooking parm
Same day that we get it it’s gone
Don’t even touch it , it’s gone like magic
I put the cash in the plastic
Shit is looking fractions
Tell me your number , I get it for cheaper
Doubled up had to cop me a Beamer
(Skrrrrrr)
(Double up had to cop me a beamer


Hook:

Selling dope everyday
That’s our 9 to 5
This Money Got Us Geeked
Got me walking like I’m high
This profit came from yola
Must I tell you every time
I never get no sleep
I keep that paper on my mind

Selling dope everyday
That’s our 9 to 5
This Money Got Us Geeked
Got me walking like I’m high
This profit came from yola
Must I tell you every time
I never get no sleep
I keep that paper on my mind
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