Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song SSP, artist - Dice SoHo. Album song You Could Have, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 17.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Asylum Worldwide
Song language: English
SSP |
| Wrist turnt, sip syrup, smoke and purp' |
| Pop a perc', left her, savage gone, now we on |
| Shit was different back when we was home |
| Keep it goin', feds tappin' on my mobile phone |
| Ayy, walk in the court smellin' like gelato |
| Bust down Rollie and a Mavado |
| Ice in my face 'cause I know it’s my time |
| Cut the bitch off, she got outta line |
| New bitch ass soft as a cushion |
| Hoochies call me like, «We gotta keep pushin'» |
| They tryna get time in the feds |
| Shit fucked up, will chop off my head (hey) |
| Remember school days with Brody and Lex |
| I done had a couple homies that switched, I done see my pop break down a brick |
| I just sent the hoe to break down a trick, ayy |
| No hand outs, had to put in the grind |
| Mama trippin', thought it wasn’t gon' work |
| My dog turn his back on me, that shit hurt |
| Fuck it, I ain’t trippin', shit could be worse |
| Hop in the drop top, while I skrrt |
| I been a real nigga since birth (hell yeah) |
| Ayy, Travis stopped fuckin' with me 'cause of hoes |
| Fuck it, it’s a lifestyle that I chose, that’s how it goes |
| Wrist turnt, sip syrup, smoke and purp' |
| Pop a perc', left her, savage gone, now we on |
| Shit was different back when we was home |
| Keep it goin', feds tappin' on my mobile phone |
| Wrist turnt, sip syrup, smoke and purp' |
| Pop a perc', left her, savage gone, now we on |
| Shit was different back when we was home |
| Keep it goin', feds tappin' on my mobile phone |
| Feds tap the mobile phone, I like to hold the chrome, yeah |
| I feel like Macaulay Culkin, uh, I like it home alone, uh |
| I’m from the hood where them niggas be trappin' on the block |
| And they trappin' at home, uh |
| First we had sex, now break up, yeah, face down, ass up, legs up, yeah |
| Face look pure, no make up, yeah, I look good, I stay up, yeah |
| I count cash, no pay cut, yeah, I cook crack, I bake up, yeah |
| I took my service gone, uh, I got a mobile phone, uh |
| I’m trap at home, alone, uh, nigga, I got a chrome |
| Wrist turnt, sip syrup, smoke and purp' |
| Pop a perc', left her, savage gone, now we on |
| Shit was different back when we was home |
| Keep it goin', feds tappin' on my mobile phone |
| Woah, get the dough is all I know |
| So, yeah, 'cause they gon' hate regardless |
| No love for these bitches, I’m heartless |
| Secure the bag, that’s a goal, goal |
| Wrist turnt, sip syrup, smoke and purp' |
| Pop a perc', left her, savage gone, now we on |
| Shit was different back when we was home |
| Keep it goin', feds tappin' on my mobile phone |
| Wrist turnt, sip syrup, smoke and purp' |
| Pop a perc', left her, savage gone, now we on |
| Shit was different back when we was home |
| Keep it goin', feds tappin' on my mobile phone |