Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Debate Why, artist - D-Lo
Date of issue: 29.11.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Debate Why |
Ayy, I just got some ice in my veins |
And a Rollie on the wrist, I need some ice on the face |
I just made twice what you make |
Tryna get it how I really live life every day |
I just wanna put on for my hitters |
Go and get the bag, go secure it with my niggas, ayy |
Ayy, I just got some ice in my veins |
And a Rollie on the wrist, I need some ice on the face |
I just made twice what you made |
Tryna get it how I really live life every day |
I just wanna put on for my hitters |
Go and get the bag, go secure it with my niggas, ayy |
Gettin' hella high like a hang-glide |
You be busy bein' broke, we are not the same kind |
We be killin' shit, don’t debate why |
Fuck around, I jump around this bitch |
Yeah I get crazy, yeah let’s go |
Every sixteen I hop on, it’s TKO |
Told Asiyah I won’t quit until my pockets fat and swole |
She wanna go throw it back, I’m grabbin' all on that ass |
Slide all through East Oakland, you know that I be speedin' fast, ayy |
I gotta get to that bag, yeah that way |
Pull up to the Telly, escorted by valet |
Had to go and just switch up my lifestyle |
Word around the streets that I’m the one that they gon' talk 'bout |
Suckers talkin' shit but always barkin' what they not 'bout |
Hit you with this drakie when I bouce out |
Uh, tell my daughter I’m trying |
To give you the world, and a neck full of diamonds, yeah |
I just got some ice in my veins |
And a Rollie on the wrist, I need some ice on the face |
I just made twice what you make |
Tryna get it how I really live life every day |
I just wanna put on for my hitters |
Go and get the bag, go secure it with my niggas, ayy |
Ayy, I just got some ice in my veins |
And a Rollie on the wrist, I need some ice on the face |
I just made twice what you made |
Tryna get it how I really live life every day |
I just wanna put on for my hitters |
Go and get the bag, go secure it with my niggas, ayy |
I be fuckin' on two girls at the same time |
My other bitch jealous, I had to put that shit on FaceTime |
We be killin' shit don’t debate why |
Fuck around, I jump around this bitch with this chopper and let it go |
Big stacks, big bags, I’ma run it up fast |
They gon' see, I be dipped everywhere I be at |
I’m a dog on these girls, I gotta be |
I done seen a lot of shit, can’t get the devil off of me |
That’s obsolete, we smoke a lot of weed, we call it broccoli |
I got bitches on my line, can’t keep these bitches off of me, ayy |
I gotta get to that bag, yeah that way |
Pull up to the Telly, escorted by valet |
Had to go and just switch up my lifestyle |
Word around the streets that I’m the one that they gon' talk 'bout |
Uh, told my mama I’m trying |
To give her the world, and a neck full of diamonds, yeah |
I just got some ice in my veins |
And a Rollie on the wrist, I need some ice on the face |
I just made twice what you make |
Tryna get it how I really live life every day |
I just wanna put on for my hitters |
Go and get the bag, go secure it with my niggas, ayy |
Ayy, I just got some ice in my veins |
And a Rollie on the wrist, I need some ice on the face |
I just made twice what you made |
Tryna get it how I really live life every day |
I just wanna put on for my hitters |
Go and get the bag, go secure it with my niggas, ayy |