Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song she belong to the streets , by - nappy 01'. Release date: 13.12.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
she belong to the streets |
| You identify my bitches with APs |
| She ain’t got an AP she is not mine! |
| You cold… |
| Ooh Tash! |
| He cold! |
| She belongs to the streets! |
| Bitch I’m elite like I’m never second |
| I robbed the plug gone in 60 seconds |
| She got ignored had to leave a message |
| Don’t got a style still dress impressive |
| Private party you can’t sit in my section |
| Private party then we up in the hills |
| I seen a bad bitch poppin pills |
| You got diamonds lookin real |
| Off the molly she ask how you feel |
| Underground I won’t sign no deal |
| Eating good I ain’t cookin meals |
| Got a weapon keep it concealed |
| Black rims and I turn the wheel |
| Let me answer bitch I feel great |
| With the gang and I fly out of state |
| Countin hundreds and they blue like a lake |
| Feel like Kobe cause I |
| Salty ass niggas why they wanna hate |
| Don’t wanna argue don’t wanna debate |
| Backwood fill it up with an eighth |
| So high I can feel my heart race |
| Throw up my money I had to record |
| Why is you putting trust in a whore |
| She for the streets nigga that’s for sure |
| Mystery like LA Noir |
| Said she love me heard that before |
| Smokin shell like I’m on the shore |
| Good gas might make me snore |
| See the bag and I adore |
| Your fake I just had a hunch |
| Want me to eat it but she not my lunch |
| Listen to Duwap taught me how to punch |
| Oh my god, think they love cause I’m hot |
| No tick on the watch |
| She wanna count up all my knots |
| I need the money never off the clock |
| I need the money never off the clock (Aye) |
| Bitch I’m elite like I’m never second |
| I robbed the plug gone in 60 seconds |
| She got ignored had to leave a message |
| Don’t got a style still dress impressive |
| Private party you can’t sit in my section |
| Private party then we up in the hills |
| I seen a bad bitch poppin pills |
| You got diamonds lookin real |
| Off the molly she ask how you feel |
| Underground I won’t sign no deal |
| Eating good I ain’t cookin meals |
| Got a weapon keep it concealed |
| Black rims and I turn the wheel |
| Let me answer bitch I feel great |
| With the gang and I fly out of state |
| Countin hundreds and they blue like a lake |