Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Make Em Take One, artist - Doe B. Album song Live And Die N Da Gump, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 13.11.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Wild Ginger
Song language: English
Make Em Take One |
I took them folds off, I took them folds off |
I took them folds off, I made m take a loss |
I took them folds off, I took them folds off |
I took them folds off, I made m take a loss |
Fresh! |
What you need, a whole half a bean |
And like 20 pees |
Work with 18 |
Got it lookin clean, hit m with the nail polish, and the Vasaleen |
Shit you never seen, it’s a great escape |
Gotti lookin great, by the time he was seen, it was fate |
He was in the kitchen tryna make it straight |
But it was a headake, I was thumbin through them 20s |
Goddamb, I’m lovin the day |
He said she mad, the ugley face |
I hit up my lawyer, retire the case |
Took m off, unless I get payed |
Think bout comin, I got a gun for his face |
Man, fuck what he said, fuck him and the feds |
Boomin with treads, them bitch niggas scared |
Of me and my nigga, Eldorado Red |
It’s Bankroll, you know how I play it |
I took them folds off, I took them folds off |
I took them folds off, I made m take a loss |
I took them folds off, I took them folds off |
I took them folds off, I made m take a loss |
Finesse, finesse |
All I do is finesse |
Took them folds off, cause I was hungry for a cheque |
Get bands, get bands |
Ridin with the best |
Don’t let my looks fool ya, I rip you out your flesh |
BB9, Astin Martin |
Runnin, fool, we got m |
Wipe a nigga nose clean, hit up Guwop, spend that guap |
We got sticks, that hit m |
Give a fuck about ya |
Magic City, make a tsunami, make that profit |
Bitches suck my condem, fuck 12, and they topless |
Ice around my neck, and I bought all from Robin |
Auties, Benzs, Porshes, Beemers, I got stupid options |
Fish skail in the pot, shinin like shoes, probably |
If you friendly, nigga, you are motherfuckin talkin |
Take his ass off, and I ain’t give that boy no money |
I took them folds off, I took them folds off |
I took them folds off, I made m take a loss |
I took them folds off, I took them folds off |
I took them folds off, I made m take a loss |
I’m a real street bitch, certified buster |
Keep a big bank, nigga, I be hittin m with the sauce, yeah |
First day shoppin, Imma gonna go off |
See me, can’t get up in public, best believe I payed the cost |
Finesse out my last team, fuck m, kiss my ass |
Keep your credit cards, nigga, I prefer the cash |
I ain’t fuckin with him, if he ain’t got a bag on |
Want him in my site, if he pickin up the tab |
Took me to the trap, and showed me all the Gs |
Weighed half the keys, he must think it’s sweet |
Then he went to sleep, by next time, he won’t floss |
I pop his ass off, I make him take a loss |
I took them folds off, I took them folds off |
I took them folds off, I made m take a loss |
I took them folds off, I took them folds off |
I took them folds off, I made m take a loss |