Текст песни Lil Wayne ft. Tyga - Faded

Жанр: Rap
Исполнитель: Lil Wayne ft. Tyga
Альбом: 2012
Длительность: 03:36
Рейтинг: 434
MP3: Скачать
Загрузил: mir70b8


[Tyga] Young Nino, f-ck a bitch in a peacoat Carlito, Scarface, Al Pacino Bun B though, Pimp C, R.I.P though I goes deep in that p-ssy, Dan Marino She wanna be the one, f-ck her to my own single Break a bitch hard, no future Miss Cleo Snap back, au-au-automatic reload Flyer than a f-ck-ng beatle, you can’t beat ‘em Vampire f-ck up your evening I pop up and eat lunch, leave you in the cement Don’t believe it, stripe like a f-cking adidas The gun Selena, give a n-gga Beiber fever Real f-ck-ng hot, put it in park Take a shot, higher than a tube sock You a bop, give me top top, as I load the guap Man these n-ggas say I’m fly but to her I’m God [Hook] I’m faded faded faded My n-gga I’m faded faded faded (x7) And I don’t give a f-ck [Tyga] F-ck is up, n-gga’s stomping in my Chucks Yeah I make it rain dear, cause I’m all ’bout my bucks Use the butt up in the front, d-ck up in her cunt And I put her in her hole, holy, one, quat quat Ergggh Super McNasty, why you McLovin When the b-tch call me daddy Pimp no caddy, she wish she never had me Treat her like a dog, called the b-tch Lassy Young savvy, bang her like Cincinatti Above average, f-fly like I’m Aladdin They bend backwards, done the p-ssy at them I’m Ben Wallace, dunk up in your basket Balls in the air, no games, I’m serious, double dare There’s too many b-tches, Why these n-ggas wanna stare Pat Ron up in here, This ain’t no beer [Hook] [Lil' Wayne] Mama, there go that monster Abracadabra, Magic Johnson My mutherf-cking doctor, said I need a doctor So I called house, now I am a pill popper Faded like skinnys, Young Money we winning I told her if I change, she won’t get a penny Milking this shit, pregnant bitch tities Bringing home the bacon, I’m f-ckin’ Miss Piggy Loaded like a semi, semi naked pictures She knows my d-ck, she call it nigga Richard Prior to me coming, I had to stick my thumb in I asked one time, smell my finger make you vomit Flyer than a hornet, the shoe fit I worn it She tried to jack me off, can’t beat it, join it Tunechi, punechi, that what she call it Flag Scarlett, I killed it, mourned it [Hook]
Неправильный текст?

Похожие тексты


топ аплоадеров

новости портала

Новый плеер
Новый плеер
Проблема с подтверждением регистрации
Проблема решена
Добавлена возможность привязки VK/FB аккаунта
Добавлена возможность привязки VK/FB аккаунта к основному аккаунту

последние комментарии