Rounds (Explicit)
August Alsina"Rounds (Explicit)" ist ein Song von August Alsina, 2020, Pop. Der Song dauert 3:24, 87 lines / 584 words.
Songtext
0:00作曲 : August Alsina/Ralph Jeanty/Sean McMillion/Kortney Leveringston
0:01作词 : August Alsina/Ralph Jeanty/Sean McMillion/Kortney Leveringston
0:14Throw that NO up
0:17H-Town down
0:19That's for my homies
0:21That's for my rounds
0:23All that herb is really trippy
0:25Clout by the pound
0:27Keep that candy pain't drippin'
0:29Chop, chop, grew it up the South
0:31Throw that NO up
0:33H-Town down (Hol' up)
0:35That's for my homies (Hol' up)
0:37That's for my rounds (Hol', hol' up)
0:39All that herb is really trippy (Mind)
0:41Clout by the pound (Hol' up)
0:43Keep that candy pain't drippin' (Hol' up)
0:45Chop, chop, grew it up the South (Hol', hol' up)
0:47I got, I got, I got alls have to battle for
0:51Out the 713 and out the 281 for sure
0:54Shout out my niggas out the 818 and 404
0:59But it's one from my ain't no rounds and my Houston folk
1:03Held me down for sure
1:04Taught me to not cook when niggas get buck
1:06Dirty Sprite all in my cup
1:08Drip, drip, all down my truck
1:10Break the crack down and serve it up
1:12The ladies buss down for real niggas (Turn around)
1:14Tryna be around the trill niggas
1:16Who wear tux' and kill for it
1:17If you came up 'round real shit, bet you gon' feel this
1:20Throw that NO up
1:21H-Town down (Hol' up)
1:24That's for my homies (Hol' up)
1:26That's for my rounds (Hol', hol' up)
1:28All that herb is really trippy (Mind)
1:30Clout by the pound (Hol' up)
1:32Keep that candy pain't drippin' (Hol' up)
1:34Chop, chop, grew it up the South (Hol', hol' up)
1:36Throw that NO up (NO up)
1:38H-Town down (H-Town down)
1:40That's for my homies (Homies)
1:42That's for my rounds (Rounds)
1:44All that herb is really trippy (Mind)
1:46Clout by the pound (Hol' up)
1:48Keep that candy pain't drippin' (Drip, drip, drip)
1:50Chop, chop, grew it up the South (Hol', hol' up)
1:52Girl what you, what you, what you need? (Hot, hot, hot)
1:54You want a hot boy
1:56Four hunnid degrees on the blackboard (Hot, hot, hot)
1:57You need an ice cream who can serve (Hot, hot, hot)
1:59Bend corners, never ride on the curb (Hot)
2:01Trappin' ain't easy but it's under control (Under control)
2:03Never gon' forget what you told me (No)
2:05Same girls tryna sex you up
2:08And the main ones tryna set you up
2:10Rest in peace to Elliott
2:12I feel you look down from Heaven
2:14If you came across Mel and Shonta
2:16Let 'em know it ain't been the same since they left
2:17But I'm still alive so I'm blessed (I'm blessed)
2:20To keep buildin' and growin'
2:22Gotta keep goin', rep where I came from and you know it
2:25Throw that NO up
2:27H-Town down (H-Town down)
2:29That's for my homies (Yeah, yeah)
2:31That's for my rounds (For my rounds)
2:33All that herb is really trippy (Yeah, yeah)
2:35Clout by the pound (Clout by the pound)
2:37Keep that candy pain't drippin' (Drip, drop)
2:39Chop, chop, grew it up the South
2:41Oh, throw that NO up (NO up)
2:43H-Town down (H-Town down)
2:45That's for my homies (Homies)
2:47That's for my rounds (Rounds, rounds, rounds)
2:49All that herb is really trippy (Oh yeah)
2:51Clout by the pound (Oh yeah)
2:53Keep that candy pain't drippin' (Drip, drop)
2:55Chop, chop, grew it up the South (Hol', hol' up)
2:57Throw that NO up
2:59H-Town down
3:04That's for my homies
3:08That's for my rounds
3:12All that herb is really trippy
3:16Clout by the pound
3:20Keep that candy pain't drippin'
3:24Chop, chop, grew it up the South
作曲 : August Alsina/Ralph Jeanty/Sean McMillion/Kortney Leveringston 作词 : August Alsina/Ralph Jeanty/Sean McMillion/Kortney Leveringston Throw that NO up H-Town down That's for my homies That's for my rounds All that herb is really trippy Clout by the pound Keep that candy pain't drippin' Chop, chop, grew it up the South Throw that NO up H-Town down (Hol' up) That's for my homies (Hol' up) That's for my rounds (Hol', hol' up) All that herb is really trippy (Mind) Clout by the pound (Hol' up) Keep that candy pain't drippin' (Hol' up) Chop, chop, grew it up the South (Hol', hol' up) I got, I got, I got alls have to battle for Out the 713 and out the 281 for sure Shout out my niggas out the 818 and 404 But it's one from my ain't no rounds and my Houston folk Held me down for sure Taught me to not cook when niggas get buck Dirty Sprite all in my cup Drip, drip, all down my truck Break the crack down and serve it up The ladies buss down for real niggas (Turn around) Tryna be around the trill niggas Who wear tux' and kill for it If you came up 'round real shit, bet you gon' feel this Throw that NO up H-Town down (Hol' up) That's for my homies (Hol' up) That's for my rounds (Hol', hol' up) All that herb is really trippy (Mind) Clout by the pound (Hol' up) Keep that candy pain't drippin' (Hol' up) Chop, chop, grew it up the South (Hol', hol' up) Throw that NO up (NO up) H-Town down (H-Town down) That's for my homies (Homies) That's for my rounds (Rounds) All that herb is really trippy (Mind) Clout by the pound (Hol' up) Keep that candy pain't drippin' (Drip, drip, drip) Chop, chop, grew it up the South (Hol', hol' up) Girl what you, what you, what you need? (Hot, hot, hot) You want a hot boy Four hunnid degrees on the blackboard (Hot, hot, hot) You need an ice cream who can serve (Hot, hot, hot) Bend corners, never ride on the curb (Hot) Trappin' ain't easy but it's under control (Under control) Never gon' forget what you told me (No) Same girls tryna sex you up And the main ones tryna set you up Rest in peace to Elliott I feel you look down from Heaven If you came across Mel and Shonta Let 'em know it ain't been the same since they left But I'm still alive so I'm blessed (I'm blessed) To keep buildin' and growin' Gotta keep goin', rep where I came from and you know it Throw that NO up H-Town down (H-Town down) That's for my homies (Yeah, yeah) That's for my rounds (For my rounds) All that herb is really trippy (Yeah, yeah) Clout by the pound (Clout by the pound) Keep that candy pain't drippin' (Drip, drop) Chop, chop, grew it up the South Oh, throw that NO up (NO up) H-Town down (H-Town down) That's for my homies (Homies) That's for my rounds (Rounds, rounds, rounds) All that herb is really trippy (Oh yeah) Clout by the pound (Oh yeah) Keep that candy pain't drippin' (Drip, drop) Chop, chop, grew it up the South (Hol', hol' up) Throw that NO up H-Town down That's for my homies That's for my rounds All that herb is really trippy Clout by the pound Keep that candy pain't drippin' Chop, chop, grew it up the South
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