Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dominoes , by - clipping.. Release date: 09.06.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dominoes , by - clipping.. Dominoes |
| Khakis and house shoes, pork pie hat ace, deuce |
| Gold thin-rimmed bifocals, eyes in today’s news |
| Ball on the TV, highball glass clinking |
| As ice melts in dark liquor tight joint pressed freely to |
| Thin lips, smoke wisps, counts points on fingers |
| With rings emblematic of juice he drops talking 'bout |
| Young blood, cuz cuz, game is to be sold |
| No pillow talking, real men don’t freeload |
| They hustle, mouthpiece, enemies closer |
| Family first trust your fist before toasters |
| Always your first mind, don’t get caught slipping |
| Don’t talk to pigs get money over bitches |
| Pussy is good but don’t let that ho run you |
| Back in the day you don’t know what they’ve been through |
| No snitchin, shake hands, eye contact, fake friends ain’t shit |
| No regrets, young’un, run to the store for some cigarettes |
| Drop drop drop that game on 'em |
| Drop that drop that game on 'em |
| Drop that game on 'em |
| Money talk, listen to the OG |
| Drop drop drop that game on 'em |
| Drop that drop that game on 'em |
| Drop that game on 'em |
| Cause he always gonna say it how it be |
| Drop drop drop that game on 'em |
| Drop that drop that game on 'em |
| Drop that game on 'em |
| Telling stories ‘bout the glory and defeat |
| Drop drop drop that game on 'em |
| Drop that drop that game game |
| Like it’s dominoes |
| And the game isn’t spoken of |
| Smokin' out, pulling up, lean with it, rock |
| Wood grain, leather seats, ain’t nothing stock |
| How many spokes 'fore they hear what you sayin' |
| How many tracks do a pimp got to stand |
| How many traps 'fore they catch on they bitch on |
| The position to get pissed on, there no Kelly here so no pissin' on |
| He pissed off them police by driving too slowly and |
| Flashing them rollies and gold teeth for the homies who |
| Don’t care, put one in the air, put Sun in |
| The mirrors drive east get bossed up these sirens |
| Are serene she slurping her codeine with slurpee and |
| Coating her slurring like y’all don’t even know anything about |
| Trill shit, yeah ho, real spit, deal dough for them |
| Fuckboys, fuck around with them fuckarounds get cut for it |
| Mafia, meet Noriega meet Yoruba make magic city |
| Savages with them karats making this ratchet shit look lavish |
| Cause it is |
| Drop drop drop that game on 'em |
| Drop that drop that game on 'em |
| Drop that game on 'em |
| Always Gs getting money in the streets |
| Drop drop drop that game on 'em |
| Drop that drop that game on 'em |
| Drop that game on 'em |
| And they never scared to tell it how it be |
| Drop drop drop that game on 'em |
| Drop that drop that game on 'em |
| Drop that game on 'em |
| Telling stories ‘bout the glory and defeat |
| Drop drop drop that game on 'em |
| Drop that drop that game game |
| Like it’s dominoes |
| Cause the game isn’t spoken of |
| Beanpole on the playground, size six Chuck Taylors |
| Little girls and basketball, young’uns be players |
| Talking mess like kids do «yo mama’s so fat» |
| Circle starts forming, he ain’t gonna take that |
| Small fist through small teeth, fractures enamel |
| Lip swells up quick plus spit make him look camel- |
| -Esque got him some get back, elbow to left eye |
| Scrap till they pulled apart, no tears Gs don’t cry |
| Pops didn’t, never seen it, just sucked teeth and quick walk come |
| Back after click-clack sound grab keys and hit the block |
| Knuckle up, never scared, keep names out strange mouths |
| Replace it with blood make that fool one with the ground |
| Scraped knees, ripped clothes, school nurse, parent’s called |
| He remembers all that sips dark liquor from highball |
| Glass khakis and house shoes pork pie hat ace, deuce |
| Gold thin-rimmed bifocals, eyes in today’s news |
| Drop drop drop that game on 'em |
| Drop that drop that game on 'em |
| Drop that game on 'em |
| Money talk, listen to the OG |
| Drop drop drop that game on 'em |
| Drop that drop that game on 'em |
| Drop that game on 'em |
| Cause he always gonna say it how it be |
| Drop drop drop that game on 'em |
| Drop that drop that game on 'em |
| Drop that game on 'em |
| Telling stories ‘bout the glory and defeat |
| Drop drop drop that game on 'em |
| Drop that drop that game game |
| Like it’s dominoes |
| And the game isn’t spoken of |
| Drop drop drop that game on 'em |
| Drop that drop that game on 'em |
| Drop that game on 'em |
| Always Gs getting money in the streets |
| Drop drop drop that game on 'em |
| Drop that drop that game on 'em |
| Drop that game on 'em |
| And they never scared to tell it how it be |
| Drop drop drop that game on 'em |
| Drop that drop that game on 'em |
| Drop that game on 'em |
| Telling stories ‘bout the glory and defeat |
| Drop drop drop that game on 'em |
| Drop that drop that game game |
| Like it’s dominoes |
| Cause the game isn’t spoken of |
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