Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Clientele , by - Doe B. Song from the album Baby Jesus, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 05.11.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Doe B
Song language: English
Clientele |
| We here to save the motherfuckin streets |
| The streets disciples, nigga |
| DJ Scream, Doe B |
| Baby Jesus |
| Hood Rich, biatch |
| (Hook) |
| I got real diamonds in my watch |
| Shinin like a fish scale |
| You must not see the check I got |
| New Ghost and the Panamera |
| Catch on the foreigner |
| Fuckin nigga my way |
| I don’t get it back I’m ballin |
| Cos I got stupid clientele |
| Stupid clientele bumpin out the charge |
| Out on 12, blow our cell, nigga comin sure |
| Old bass nah, I got straight job |
| Jumping out the part, movin, playin large |
| Only see the key, talkin recharge |
| I got what you need, wut you got? |
| Copy 2−0-3, here’s another one |
| Rollie AAP, both for 1−0-1 |
| It’s like yo watch a BB gun, I’m a bad boy |
| Big old diamonds in my tron look like trap rocks |
| I trap the bad bitches, jack boys a test for ya |
| But the kid’s still in the trap going hard |
| (Hook) |
| I got real diamonds in my watch |
| Shinin like a fish scale |
| You must not see the check I got |
| New Ghost and the Panamera |
| Catch on the foreigner |
| Fuckin nigga my way |
| I don’t get it back I’m ballin |
| Cos I got stupid clientele |
| I got real molly on the scale |
| This ain’t down south, nigga this that real deal |
| I’m gon serve a K, boy this shit can get real |
| Team full ahead, bosses no trivill |
| Roll the cut, bought the Xan pill |
| Fuck the bitch and I can’t remember night still |
| Louie V in my belt buckle |
| Nigga I won’t tussle, I’m a boy that fall in brochure |
| Bitch I’m from a diamond, we got swever seal |
| No strap for sale, nothing but grind for sale |
| I might just pull the trigger if you ain’t got the deal |
| They don’t need nada, I got stupid clientele |
| (Hook) |
| I got real diamonds in my watch |
| Shinin like a fish scale |
| You must not see the check I got |
| New Ghost and the Panamera |
| Catch on the foreigner |
| Fuckin nigga my way |
| I don’t get it back I’m ballin |
| Cos I got stupid clientele |
| Fuck until I hold em, all we do is win win |
| Maserati all white like my girlfriend |
| Lil mama think ahead, she got swordfish |
| I like to throw it in the water, swim baby, swim |
| Going hard in the paint, all these down blazing |
| Call me foot long as Shawty all the damn J’s |
| Baby mail for me, cookin all the joy for me |
| A million cheap burger soul, yea I done swore one |
| How you think a nigga steady coppin all these bricks |
| Mixin weed with this strong, I ain’t lyin bout shit |
| And I stay fly on my shit |
| Guess that why she on my dick |
| Got yo hoe last year settlin right here on my wrist |
| (Hook) |
| I got real diamonds in my watch |
| Shinin like a fish scale |
| You must not see the check I got |
| New Ghost and the Panamera |
| Catch on the foreigner |
| Fuckin nigga my way |
| I don’t get it back I’m ballin |
| Cos I got stupid clientele |
| Cos I got stupid clientele |
| Cos I got stupid clientele |