Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song More, artist - D. Savage. Date of issue: 25.07.2019
Song language: English
More |
| This shit a hit, Yoga |
| Yeah, pew-pew, pew |
| Pew-pew |
| Bounce, ayy, bounce, ayy, bounce |
| Yoga Flame |
| Uh (Ayy), uh (Ayy), uh, uh, uh (What?) |
| Yeah (What?), yeah (What?), uh, I’ma fuck 'em, I fuck 'em (What?) |
| Damn, damn, damn, damn |
| Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy |
| I just wanna go on tour (Ayy) |
| I just wanna be in the Forbes (Ayy) |
| I just got head from a thot (Thot) |
| But I still want some more (Ayy) |
| Can’t stop sippin' that lean (Lean) |
| I just poured a four (Ayy) |
| Got a new Glock with a beam |
| Hollow tips shootin' through your door |
| More, more, more, more |
| I want more, more, more |
| I need more, more, more |
| I want more, more, more |
| I want |
| Uh, uh, ran it up, ran it up, ran it up, uh |
| Chopper gon' pick you up, uh |
| Smoking big 'Woods, stuffed |
| And I don’t give no fucks |
| Got a new chain, uh |
| Made it out the rain, uh |
| Feel no pain, uh |
| Uh, uh, my fuck shit drive you crazy, uh |
| But you can’t leave me, baby, uh |
| Tryna get a new Mercedes, uh |
| Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh |
| I just wanna pour a four |
| Yeah, I got a lot of guap |
| But I still want some more |
| I just wanna go on tour (Ayy) |
| I just wanna be in the Forbes (Ayy) |
| I just got head from a thot (Thot) |
| But I still want some more (Ayy) |
| Can’t stop sippin' that lean (Lean) |
| I just poured a four (Ayy) |
| Got a new Glock with a beam |
| Hollow tips shootin' through your door |
| More, more, more, more |
| I want more, more, more |
| I need more, more, more |
| I want more, more, more |
| I want |
| I got a new chopper, it’s bustin' |
| I got a new bitch and she fuckin', uh, uh |
| I’m geekin', I’m pourin' up Wockhardt |
| I’d rather not sip on no 'Tussin, uh, uh |
| You know that I got it, it’s on me right now |
| And I’m bustin' and that’s no discussion |
| I think I see 12 and I got it on me, I can’t go to jail |
| I’m in the, I’m in the trap, I got the dope, pass me the scale, yeah |
| I got, I got racks and pounds sendin' through the mail, ayy |
| I bust down my chain 'cause I wanna skate |
| I’m faded as fuck, I just poured an eight |
| I feel like the G.O.A.T, nigga, I’m great |
| And I got them racks, bitch, I’m straight |
| I fell in, I fell in love with my double cup |
| Ain’t enough, ain’t enough work, need to double up |
| I hit the, I hit the stu' and I fuck it up (Uh) |
| If niggas run up then that chopper go, uh |
| Get in that pussy, she screamin' like, «Ooh» |
| Turn to a, turn to a demon when I’m off juice |
| Too many, too many thots, I cannot choose |
| Beat up the, beat up the pot, give it a bruise |
| I just wanna go on tour (Ayy) |
| I just wanna be in the Forbes (Ayy) |
| I just got head from a thot (Thot) |
| But I still want some more (Ayy) |
| Can’t stop sippin' that lean (Lean) |
| I just poured a four (Ayy) |
| Got a new Glock with a beam |
| Hollow tips shootin' through your door |
| More, more, more, more |
| I want more, more, more |
| I need more, more, more |
| I want more, more, more |
| I want |