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Demon Mode (Clean)歌词完整版
Demon Mode (Explicit) - Nardo Wick
Lyrics by：Horace Walls
Composed by：Horace Walls
Trademark
Ain't got to turn on demon mode
That **** be automatic
Ain't got to tell her
Take 'em
Off
That **** be automatic
See this lil' cube on the back
It make it automatic
N***a ain't teach me to be real
That **** was automatic
Gave her what's under my belly
Now
She love me
Walk in the building
Now
All the pretty *****es tug me
Her hair got caught on my chain when she tried to hug me
Found out I hit his ho
He see me and he mug me
Every time I see the camera
Throw the gang up
We some dogs and got on chains
But
They can't tame us
Every time that one corner get hit up
They blame us
We like a record label
Make a n***a famous
Say he a lion
Okay lion
Still p***y
I'm like
Bro
Why the **** you keep lookin'
They mad this beat can have the whole crowd duckin'
The clip got somethin' in it
Pull it 'til it's nothin'
They got h*es in the tele'
Racks in the duffle
Choppers in the Sprinter Van bust a n***a bubble
They say I'm all alone
I see they in a group
But
This lil' cube on the back'll break up a n***a huddle
What's the plan
What's the plan
What's the word
What's the word
You say they over there
Over there
**** it
Go and swerve
We really get into it
Bang
We really do it
We livin' what we rappin'
We not just makin' music
Pull up 30D
But
I'm by myself
Nardo
What you mean
I got like twenty-nine shells
Hop that patty cake
That mean I hop that clappin' ****
Hop that Will Smith
That mean I hop that smackin' ****
And I keep that pipe
I feel like Pookie
N***a
I'm so icy
Boy
I feel like Gucci
N***a
I make yo' block hot
I think I'm Tunechi
N***a
My lil' badass
I feel like Boosie
N***a
She got the nerve to pop a Perc' before I **** her
Put yo' phone in the safe
We can cuddle
We can **** a thousand times
Still ain't a couple
Or take you shoppin' 'cause I'm happy
I ain't no sucker
Just like I left the barber shop
I'm comin' trim
Pull over
Give you wood
Yeah
I'm one of them
Blam 'em in the mall
Yeah
I'm one of them
D**n
P***y boy can't call me
One of them
Pull up in what you run on in the 'Burbs
Threat who
Come again
Say what
Lil' n***a got some nerves
Bang
Bang
Bang
Bang
Bang
That because of words
Bang
Bang
Bang
Bang
Bang
Got what he deserve
Pull up Trackhawk
Farm in my hood
Lot of horses in 'em
She like a gun range
Know that 'ussy good
I keep bustin' in it
Like a toothpick
Stick to his teeth like it's somethin' in it
Pointin' fingers
Move it back and forth until you hear it clickin'
Ain't got to turn on demon mode
That **** be automatic
Ain't got to tell her
Take 'em
Off
That **** be automatic
See this lil' cube on the back
It make it automatic
N***a ain't teach me to be real
That **** was automatic
