Buttons歌词
歌手：Lil Poppa 专辑：Half Man, Half Vamp
作词 : Janarious Wheeler/Joshua Jean-baptiste/Vuk Vukolic/Jacob Sclaver
作曲 : Janarious Wheeler/Joshua Jean-baptiste/Vuk Vukolic/Jacob Sclaver
[Intro]
I ain't really gotta do no flexing, I don't really need to
Shit, I'm still tryna figure out what I gotta prove to 'em
'Cause it definitely ain't none of these niggas and these hoes gone choose
[Verse 1]
Is you living or you balling?
I don't even know what to call it
I just wanted it, I bought that shit
Go and ask shawty, she'll tell you bout it
I send her back, keep your deposit
Cause I ain't even thinking bout that bitch
Oh, so now I'm lit?
Oh, so now I got them on my dick and I ain't even got a hit?
Is it the Cubans make him gliss? The percs and lean make me sick
Can't even lie, I need to detox, I can see it whеn I piss
Can't even lie, I need a vacay, this bitch wanna trip
Say Jеsus rose on the third day, on the fourth I took a sip
They hit the spot on Thursday, that shit ****ed up the year
Say if they land on a Friday, we gon' make it disappear like
[Hook]
Shawty wanna pop a pill, she ask me what it feel like
Keep on asking how we live, I told the bitch this real life
Diamonds cold enough to cool my cup, yeah, that shit real ice
Sauce her up
**** it, take her, boss her up, it ain't nothing
I might not floss enough, it ain't really cost me much, trust me, nigga
Don't bring all them hoes with you if all them hoes ain't ****ing
How you want war with them young niggas and all they guns got buttons?
[Verse 2]
Okay, you know the Sprite muddy
You know the ice flooded
Now you know the price high, that shit gon' run you 'bout thirty
No, I can't pull up right now, crackers hot, it's still early
Quelo 24-hour chef, no matter what, he still serving
**** it, nigga, we still swerving
It's been years, I'm still hurting
Don't think the pills working, we still lurking, trying to get him real worse
This bitch a head doctor but I think that I need a real nurse
We talking expensive pain, I'm wasting lean on my designer shirt
My brain say go to church but I'm insane, I pop a perc
On all these drugs with Q3 but if they swing, know we alert
Shit in my veins and that's since birth
Go against the grain and that's a curse
Hot like propane and I'ma blow up nigga
If you don't put out the flame, niggas better cool me down
[Hook]
Shawty wanna pop a pill, she ask me what it feel like
Keep on asking how we live, I told the bitch this real life
Diamonds cold enough to cool my cup, yeah, that shit real ice
Sauce her up
**** it, take her, boss her up, it ain't nothing
I might not floss enough, it ain't really cost me much, trust me, nigga
Don't bring all them hoes with you if all them hoes ain't ****ing
How you want war with them young niggas and all they guns got buttons?
作曲 : Janarious Wheeler/Joshua Jean-baptiste/Vuk Vukolic/Jacob Sclaver
[Intro]
I ain't really gotta do no flexing, I don't really need to
Shit, I'm still tryna figure out what I gotta prove to 'em
'Cause it definitely ain't none of these niggas and these hoes gone choose
[Verse 1]
Is you living or you balling?
I don't even know what to call it
I just wanted it, I bought that shit
Go and ask shawty, she'll tell you bout it
I send her back, keep your deposit
Cause I ain't even thinking bout that bitch
Oh, so now I'm lit?
Oh, so now I got them on my dick and I ain't even got a hit?
Is it the Cubans make him gliss? The percs and lean make me sick
Can't even lie, I need to detox, I can see it whеn I piss
Can't even lie, I need a vacay, this bitch wanna trip
Say Jеsus rose on the third day, on the fourth I took a sip
They hit the spot on Thursday, that shit ****ed up the year
Say if they land on a Friday, we gon' make it disappear like
[Hook]
Shawty wanna pop a pill, she ask me what it feel like
Keep on asking how we live, I told the bitch this real life
Diamonds cold enough to cool my cup, yeah, that shit real ice
Sauce her up
**** it, take her, boss her up, it ain't nothing
I might not floss enough, it ain't really cost me much, trust me, nigga
Don't bring all them hoes with you if all them hoes ain't ****ing
How you want war with them young niggas and all they guns got buttons?
[Verse 2]
Okay, you know the Sprite muddy
You know the ice flooded
Now you know the price high, that shit gon' run you 'bout thirty
No, I can't pull up right now, crackers hot, it's still early
Quelo 24-hour chef, no matter what, he still serving
**** it, nigga, we still swerving
It's been years, I'm still hurting
Don't think the pills working, we still lurking, trying to get him real worse
This bitch a head doctor but I think that I need a real nurse
We talking expensive pain, I'm wasting lean on my designer shirt
My brain say go to church but I'm insane, I pop a perc
On all these drugs with Q3 but if they swing, know we alert
Shit in my veins and that's since birth
Go against the grain and that's a curse
Hot like propane and I'ma blow up nigga
If you don't put out the flame, niggas better cool me down
[Hook]
Shawty wanna pop a pill, she ask me what it feel like
Keep on asking how we live, I told the bitch this real life
Diamonds cold enough to cool my cup, yeah, that shit real ice
Sauce her up
**** it, take her, boss her up, it ain't nothing
I might not floss enough, it ain't really cost me much, trust me, nigga
Don't bring all them hoes with you if all them hoes ain't ****ing
How you want war with them young niggas and all they guns got buttons?
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