Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song MILWAUKEE, artist - Money Man. Album song Paranoia, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.05.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Black Circle, EMPIRE
Song language: English
MILWAUKEE |
She gon' suck me just like I’m a Slurpee |
She was sexy, I bought her a Birkin |
We gon' fuck, she gon' pull on my turban |
Finna go do a show in Milwaukee |
Bought a foreign from sellin' exotic |
Finna run to the bag, I be joggin' |
I’m in LA, I re-up in Compton |
She only fuckin' with bosses |
She tryna' hold my dick hostage |
All this drip on my body be costly |
Keep a miniature nine in my pocket |
I went overboard in my closet |
Hoop’n just like I be Dragic |
These niggas sweet, androgynous |
Me talk to twelve, that’s preposterous |
I just hope wifey come flood my wrist |
Went to Burberry’s to style my bitch |
I was in the PJ’s tryna get rich |
I was on camera, had to slap out a J |
Nigga told a bold-faced lie to my face |
Get your own drip, tryna ride my wave |
I just told Sonny let me get a temp fade |
Niggas try the circle watch his ass get slayed |
House in Alpharetta and it come with a maid |
Performing in your city with them sticks on stage |
Nigga tried to shoot me but I only got grazed |
I can see your hate through the Cartier frame |
Shoot you in the mouth just say my name |
I ain’t even done yet, shorty done came |
The pack beat me back and it already came |
Independent nigga, I’ma stay in my lane (Yeah, Yeah) |
Ain’t trying to associate with none of these lames (Yeah, Yeah) |
She gon' hit the crib and get naughty |
Only communicate with bosses |
Half a million dollar from exotic |
Selling this Wedding Cake and Lemon Tree |
Rocking Red Bottoms, Balenci’s |
Burning on Gelato thirty-three |
Colt 45 with the lemon squeeze |
I can mail 'em to you for a shipping fee |
Yeah |
She gon' suck me just like I’m a Slurpee |
She was sexy, I bought her a Birkin |
We gon' fuck, she gon' pull on my turban |
Finna go do a show in Milwaukee |
Bought a foreign from sellin' exotic |
Finna run to the bag, I be joggin' |
I’m in LA, I re-up in Compton |
She only fuckin' with bosses |
She tryna' hold my dick hostage |
All this drip on my body be costly |
Keep a miniature nine in my pocket |
I went overboard in my closet |
Hoop’n just like I be Dragic |
These niggas sweet, androgynous |
Me talk to twelve, that’s preposterous |
I just hope wifey come flood my wrist |
Went to Burberry’s to style my bitch |
I was in the PJ’s tryna get rich |