lirik lagu rinky dinky – bankroll freddie
[intro]
drumma boy
[chorus: gucci mane]
clip long as an ironing board, heard it broke his spinal cord
rinky d*nky records sent you a contract, what you signing for?
i got m’s but want some more, i sell dope, got bricks galore
on the road like eights and vogues, i’m gettin’ head from my favorite wh0re
[verse 1: gucci mane]
bring a stick to every show, push the broom, no mop & glo
told my goons to clear the room and k!ll ya soon, ya gotta go
play, ya lay, that’s where you’ll stay, try me, be nowhere to go
pulled up at the texaco, shot him in his t*st*cl*s
turned him to a vegetable, we fed him sh*lls not vegetables
we at the hospital ’cause we heard you still in critical
double back, triple back, quadruple, cut throat, we don’t give a f*ck ’bout nothin’
walk a n*gga down sunday, throw it up magic monday
pockets full of money, you a monkey n*gga with monkey children
country boys be buckin’ love, how i cook, my wrist into it
all i think is money, i don’t need no money, don’t need no jewelry
loyalty or nothin’, 1017 to embalming fluid
[chorus: gucci mane]
clip long as an ironing board, heard it broke his spinal cord
rinky d*nky records sent you a contract, what you signing for?
i got m’s but want some more, i sell dope, got bricks galore
on the road like eights and vogues, i’m gettin’ head from my favorite wh0re
[verse 2: bankroll freddie]
clip long as a pringle can, can’t get you, we get your man
don’t go playing with my bands, we kidnap you like ricky tan
i got bows, ayy, by the the ton, bkm, we having fun
go nowhere without my gun, you play, i put a hole in one
got .223 and ars, we hollering, “who want war with us?”
that boy tough up on the net, but ’round us he a ho to us
got rich up off of grass, but i can’t lie, i middleman some dust
my plug, he had ’em 28, you know i scottie pippened him
was born with some pimp in him, his pop a ho, got simp in him
this ak might rip through him, he say my name, don’t mention him
my trap house, it be rolling, even when i’m gone up on my tour
so if you got it, come and shop, just have your bread, ayy, swing my door
[chorus: gucci mane]
clip long as an ironing board, heard it broke his spinal cord
rinky d*nky records sent you a contract, what you signing for?
i got m’s but want some more, i sell dope, got bricks galore
on the road like eights and vogues, i’m gettin’ head from my favorite wh0re
lirik lagu lainnya :
- kumpulan lirik lagu polo care › lirik lagu mene nema – polo čare
- kumpulan lirik lagu juliana velasquez › lirik lagu memoria fotográfica – juliana velásquez
- kumpulan lirik lagu lida › lirik lagu антидепрессант (antidepressant) – lida
- kumpulan lirik lagu crewsont › lirik lagu michael myers – crewsont
- kumpulan lirik lagu king youngblood › lirik lagu a thousand songs – king youngblood
- kumpulan lirik lagu ana cirre › lirik lagu vértigo – ana cirré
- kumpulan lirik lagu prgrssve › lirik lagu над кольцом – prgrssve
- kumpulan lirik lagu ambkor nova caeli › lirik lagu desde la ventana – ambkor & nova caeli
- kumpulan lirik lagu 66samus › lirik lagu demon in the private parts – 66samus
- kumpulan lirik lagu sainte a2 knucks › lirik lagu summer is blue – sainté, a2 & knucks