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MiNt cHoCoLaTe (feat. Conway the Machine)歌词-1999 WRITE THE FUTURE&BADBADNOTGOOD&

MiNt cHoCoLaTe (feat. Conway the Machine)歌词由1999 WRITE THE FUTURE&BADBADNOTGOOD&Westside Gunn&88rising&Conway the Machine演唱,出自专辑《hella (╭╮) ·》,下面是《MiNt cHoCoLaTe (feat. Conway the Machine)》完整版歌词!

MiNt cHoCoLaTe (feat. Conway the Machine)歌词

MiNt cHoCoLaTe (feat. Conway the Machine)歌词完整版

MiNt cHoCoLaTe (feat. Conway the Machine) - 1999 WRITE THE FUTURE/BADBADNOTGOOD/Westside Gunn/88rising/Conway the Machine

Lyrics by:Chester A. Hansen/Alexander William Sowinski/Leland Whitty/Felix Fox-Pappas/Alvin Worthy/Demond Price

Composed by:Chester A. Hansen/Alexander William Sowinski/Leland Whitty/Felix Fox-Pappas/Alvin Worthy/Demond Price

Produced by:BADBADNOTGOOD

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Ay yo ay yo

Ay yo

My shooter hitting everything

Rollin off the wet ah

Stressing in that cell used to have to call collect

Now tassels on the Celine leather

I'm on a jet

I'm a land on the Rec

Steal sly out that stretch

320 a month

Laps around the sun

My shooter hummin ain't no sunshine

Loading up a drum mmhmm

Everybody father

Coke in agua ah

Had to lay low

I had a in Cheektowaga ah

At minimum I had 50 soups in the locker ah

Touch mine

Stab you off adrenaline

Proper

I'm from the eastside of hell

Where the devil wear Dolce

The Mac clip don't stop

Marni slippers all bozy

In the law library you should've heard black told me

Worthy pack ya up

Pulled off in a rosey

Thank God God chose me

The baddest you ever seen

Told her don't touch the pony

Super fly guy

Look look ah

Pyrex vision kitchen wet

I was whippin' got my wrists is like

I won the strongest man competition

Send the roadie on the slider mission

All my oppositions they talkin tough but they was not convincing

30 shots of ransom

Just looked at my account and more direct deposits hit it

Got my richest still in my prime but I just had the optimistic

I had some setbacks but I remained optimistic

I'm out the trenches hot pockets mystics

Now it's lobster dishes talk to 'em

I nobody and these beats is what you know me for

All gold crazy but I got minds out the rolly store

Why you think the junkies always shooting like they Kobe for ah

Too strong why you think they always OD for woo

I gave 'em a style gave 'em a lane

That's what they owe me for ah

Put some homies on and gratitude they ain't show me at all bro

Celine tote for my broad Margiela coat in the fall

Scatter brain open the jar

Y'all know who the god

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