Dirty Shoes (feat. Gunna) (Explicit)
Young Thug, Young Stoner Life Records, Gunna"Dirty Shoes (feat. Gunna) (Explicit)" là bài hát của Young Thug, Young Stoner Life Records, Gunna, 2018, Pop. Thời lượng 3:14, 108 lines / 687 words.
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0:00Dirty Shoes (Explicit) - Young Thug/Young Stoner Life/Gunna
0:00Yeah yeah slime
0:02Gucci rag for my shoes they look dirty
0:06Gucci rag for my stack they look dirty yeah
0:10Yeah
0:11My n***a wheezy you know what I'm sayin'
0:12I can't do nothin' with that ***** the way she flodgin'
0:15Woo I can't do nothin'
0:16Wrapped a million up ain't none of my dogs starvin'
0:18Of them starvin'
0:18Rolly polly with that tec 9 the carbon
0:21Tec 9 the carbon
0:21Couple hoes they ménage à trois
0:24Gucci rag for my shoes they look dirty
0:26They look dirty
0:27I got thirty new ******* like I'm curry
0:30Curry
0:30Bought the rolls royce and came through bleveland swerving
0:33I just wiped my **** off with the rolls royce curtains
0:36Let's go
0:36Okay if you seen her with me you know she workin'
0:39She workin'
0:39Okay I just spent a quarter mil' on purses
0:42With them racks *****
0:43I have never settled for a ***** that swerves me
0:45Uh uh yeah
0:46Oh yeah oh
0:49Yeah balenciaga triple S
0:51The fur's with 'em yeah
0:52My n***as call me CVS
0:54I keep the syrup with me act
0:55Purple act purple kush
0:57Purple percs n***a percs
0:58I tote fear of God by the
1:00Jeans with the skirts n***a
1:01Let's go
1:02I was badmon way before you jerked n***a sheesh
1:05I know chanel personal work cellular
1:08I know I'm the goat I know
1:10All four of my pockets got the klumps
1:12I'm eddie murphy hey
1:13Gucci rag for my shoes
1:15They look dirty they look dirty
1:16I got thirty new ******* like I'm curry
1:19Curry
1:19Bought the rolls royce and came through bleveland swerving
1:22I just wiped my **** off with the
1:24Rolls royce curtains
1:25Let's go
1:25Yeah I can't do nothin' with the ***** just know she stalkin'
1:29Wrapped a million up ain't none of my n***as starvin'
1:32None of 'em starvin'
1:32Rolly polly with that tec 9 the carbon
1:34Tec 9 the carbon yeah
1:36Couple hoes they ménage à trois in' couple
1:39How the hell my trunk fit a whole engine
1:41Whole engine
1:42Tryna see if my pockets can fit a whole million
1:44Whole million
1:45N***as be plottin' the reason I tote a semi
1:47Tote a semi
1:48YSL my partners we back to back in these bentleys
1:51YSL
1:51N***as keep stealin' my drip I'ma need a percentage
1:53I'ma need a percentage
1:54Just got some head from your
1:55***** I ain't even wanna hit it
1:56I ain't even wanna hit it
1:57Mix hi tech red with this act
1:58I feel like like a chemist
1:59Feel like a chemist
2:00Pop a jaw to your dome bring it back yeah slatt business
2:03Slatt
2:04Slime was the first to take me 'cross the border
2:06'Cross the border
2:06Walked inside of saks and spent a quarter
2:09Spent a quarter
2:10Ride on the back of your ho like a spoiler
2:12I'm a spoiler
2:13Young gunwunna a goat in that order
2:15In that order
2:16Me and booka loc 'bout to go to bora bora bora bora
2:19Rode the four door porsche
2:19And it had my voice hoarse
2:21Voice hoarse
2:22Went to fifty states and back on a world tour world tour
2:25Human races I came a long way
2:26From diadoras diadoras
2:28I just made one of my *******
2:29Take my other ***** some paper out in LA
2:33Yeah I just made one of my
2:35Girls take my other girl some paper out in LA
2:39Told them they have a two way 'til I arrive
2:42Told them they have a two way 'til I arrive yeah
2:46Yeah to the sky yeah
2:49All my guys mob tied hey
2:52Gucci rag for my shoes they look dirty
2:54They look dirty
2:55I got thirty new ******* like I'm curry
2:58Bought the rolls royce and came through bleveland swerving
3:01I just wiped my **** off with the rolls royce curtains
3:03Let's go
3:04Yeah I can't do nothin' with the ***** just know she stalkin'
3:08Wrapped a million up ain't none of my n***as starvin'
3:10None of them starvin'
3:11Rolly polly with that tec 9 the carbon
3:13Tec 9 the carbon
3:14Couple hoes they ménage à trois in'
Dirty Shoes (Explicit) - Young Thug/Young Stoner Life/Gunna Yeah yeah slime Gucci rag for my shoes they look dirty Gucci rag for my stack they look dirty yeah Yeah My n***a wheezy you know what I'm sayin' I can't do nothin' with that ***** the way she flodgin' Woo I can't do nothin' Wrapped a million up ain't none of my dogs starvin' Of them starvin' Rolly polly with that tec 9 the carbon Tec 9 the carbon Couple hoes they ménage à trois Gucci rag for my shoes they look dirty They look dirty I got thirty new ******* like I'm curry Curry Bought the rolls royce and came through bleveland swerving I just wiped my **** off with the rolls royce curtains Let's go Okay if you seen her with me you know she workin' She workin' Okay I just spent a quarter mil' on purses With them racks ***** I have never settled for a ***** that swerves me Uh uh yeah Oh yeah oh Yeah balenciaga triple S The fur's with 'em yeah My n***as call me CVS I keep the syrup with me act Purple act purple kush Purple percs n***a percs I tote fear of God by the Jeans with the skirts n***a Let's go I was badmon way before you jerked n***a sheesh I know chanel personal work cellular I know I'm the goat I know All four of my pockets got the klumps I'm eddie murphy hey Gucci rag for my shoes They look dirty they look dirty I got thirty new ******* like I'm curry Curry Bought the rolls royce and came through bleveland swerving I just wiped my **** off with the Rolls royce curtains Let's go Yeah I can't do nothin' with the ***** just know she stalkin' Wrapped a million up ain't none of my n***as starvin' None of 'em starvin' Rolly polly with that tec 9 the carbon Tec 9 the carbon yeah Couple hoes they ménage à trois in' couple How the hell my trunk fit a whole engine Whole engine Tryna see if my pockets can fit a whole million Whole million N***as be plottin' the reason I tote a semi Tote a semi YSL my partners we back to back in these bentleys YSL N***as keep stealin' my drip I'ma need a percentage I'ma need a percentage Just got some head from your ***** I ain't even wanna hit it I ain't even wanna hit it Mix hi tech red with this act I feel like like a chemist Feel like a chemist Pop a jaw to your dome bring it back yeah slatt business Slatt Slime was the first to take me 'cross the border 'Cross the border Walked inside of saks and spent a quarter Spent a quarter Ride on the back of your ho like a spoiler I'm a spoiler Young gunwunna a goat in that order In that order Me and booka loc 'bout to go to bora bora bora bora Rode the four door porsche And it had my voice hoarse Voice hoarse Went to fifty states and back on a world tour world tour Human races I came a long way From diadoras diadoras I just made one of my ******* Take my other ***** some paper out in LA Yeah I just made one of my Girls take my other girl some paper out in LA Told them they have a two way 'til I arrive Told them they have a two way 'til I arrive yeah Yeah to the sky yeah All my guys mob tied hey Gucci rag for my shoes they look dirty They look dirty I got thirty new ******* like I'm curry Bought the rolls royce and came through bleveland swerving I just wiped my **** off with the rolls royce curtains Let's go Yeah I can't do nothin' with the ***** just know she stalkin' Wrapped a million up ain't none of my n***as starvin' None of them starvin' Rolly polly with that tec 9 the carbon Tec 9 the carbon Couple hoes they ménage à trois in'
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