笨小笨MANSION MUSIK歌词由Trippie Redd演唱，出自专辑《MANSION MUSIK》，下面是《MANSION MUSIK》完整版歌词！
MANSION MUSIK歌词完整版
MANSION MUSIK - Trippie Redd
Lyrics by：Igor Mamet/Michael Lamar White II/Andreas Cristian Matura/Peter Jideonwo
Composed by：Igor Mamet/Michael Lamar White II/Andreas Cristian Matura/Peter Jideonwo
I'm shy oh my God
Yeah yeah
N***as wanna be my kin p***y you not my folks uh
Ridin' 'round town in a Benz put that ***** on spokes
Spent eight mil' on a crib bought that ***** with a moat
***** I just got rich let's have a godd**n toast
Step on a n***a in Ricks got on a cranberry coat
Yeah it's just me and my ho
Snake eyes ***** like a G.I. Joe
Baby sit back just smoke my d**e
Go get your brother I heard that he croak
Put that on your mother I know y'all h*es
Still gotta stick to the code
Boy I get in that mode don't play with me
Boy this **** ain't for show
Eighty-eight keys no piano
Gotta get it how you live that's my MO
Yeah she want the whole thing not the demo
Pull in through a tunnel in my Maybach limo
Yeah she want double trouble that's akimbo
Whip her head back and forth not no Willow
Get that n***a out that horse feel like Django
Sendin' shots everywhere I feel like Rambo
Call of Duty ***** pull up with commandos
I might buy a yacht feel like Jack Sparrow
Posted in the field like a d**n scarecrow
And my brother sellin' white like some ashy elbows
Shawty what's your name
Put you in Chanel ho
I ain't even at the beach
But I could send some shells ho
Gotta get the all-black Ricks shell toes
Keep all of that gangster **** up off the cell phone
My brother in the hole we can't talk off the jail phone
With my brothers in the streets man I feel like Elmo
Sending all the shots and I got all the ammo
Got this **** lit like a d**n candle
Pop a n***a's top like a d**n canned good
Chrome Heart shades look like some Ray-Bans yeah
Red car red bag feel like Santa
Red bandana here to **** your plans up
What's up in your head
You want some smoke some cancer
P***y get your bands up c*****e in the Fanta
Put them poles on you n***as turn you into dancers
Yeah AK-47 with a d**n banana uh
Turn a p***y block into a d**n bonanza
I got white like Hannah proud of me like tana
They got pigs at they crib like they in Alabama
Sippin' 1942 mixed with Tropicana
Pour a four skadoosh Kung Fu Panda
With the gangsters and the robbers chilling in Atlanta
Feds hit the trap throw the c*****e in the blammer
I'm on Magnolia cops puttin' me in handcuffs
800 gang
1400
Bah
Big 14
Bah
Know what the **** going on
Bah
Gang
Bah
Gang
I'm shy oh my God
