Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song PUT IT DOWN, artist - PORCHY. Album song THE FALL, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 10.01.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Porchy
Song language: English
PUT IT DOWN |
Yea, yea |
Dressed in all — designer |
Gang-gang bout to set your work on fire |
Drippin' holy water when I slide out |
She be d-hydrated, I supplied her |
She like to put it down, yeah, she’s a freak, yeah |
She rolling with the gang throughout the weekend |
We really in this, ain’t no need to pretend |
If you’re playing safe, jump in the deep end |
Put it, put it down for a baller |
I’ma work your back and turn your room into a sauna |
Usain Bolt — I |
Run the marathon, I push it in real deep and take your mind to Arizona |
She really think I’m done I break her pussy yeah-yeah |
Them fuck boys trynna flex, I look at them like (*gun shot*) |
Tired of having roaches in the bando |
I can kill for this, don’t make me Rambo |
All my squad we stay faded |
All my life I’ve upgraded |
You don’t even know the difference |
I don’t need your recognition |
All my squad we stay wavey |
I turn up and we rolling up, we rolling up |
Put it, put it, put it, put it, put it down for a baller |
'Cause I ain’t leaving til' I’m getting what’s mine |
Put it, put it, put it, put it, put it down for a baller |
You know they love when I don’t reply |
Put it, put it, put it, put it, put it down for a baller |
'Cause I’ma do this til I’m no longer alive, yeah |
Put it down for a baller |
Put it, put it, put it down for a baller |
Put it, put it, put it down for a real one |
For Ameriqano mami be a Pilgrim |
Funny fakes ain’t allowed in my building |
If a Jake come around he’d probably kill one |
'Cause we littier than candles on a B-Day |
No delay, boy, 'dat money comin' in three-way |
Popped a couple ecstasy and then a xanny — just to ease pain |
Popped a couple ecstasy and then a xanny — just to replay |
Highest class on da wrist, huh |
I might thrash up da ritz, what? |
Damon Dash with ya bitch |
I ain’t asked for das ass got the pass like an assist, boy |
If I hit, I might be missed, boy |
Young hitta on dat Pink Floyd |
Rockin' chin chilla mink go kiss dat ring, boy |
Yoppa ring ding a ling for every snitch, boy |
Went from 100 rubles to a million |
Fumbled up my funds, now I feed really domb |
Come back to jungle, did a hit-n-run |
Pay back is bitch, I made that missy cum |
Won’t ya put it, put it down, down |
To some jerimih sound |
Six and six upside down |
Give 'n get some mind now |
Sinnin' in da night loud |
Livin' lit til' lights out |
Liberty for life now |
All my squad we stay faded |
All my life I’ve upgraded |
You don’t even know the difference |
I don’t need your recognition |
All my squad we stay wavey |
I turn up and we rolling up, we rolling up |
Put it, put it, put it, put it, put it down for a baller |
'Cause I ain’t leaving til' I’m getting what’s mine |
Put it, put it, put it, put it, put it down for a baller |
You know they love when I don’t reply |
Put it, put it, put it, put it, put it down for a baller |
'Cause I’ma do this til I’m no longer alive, yeah |
Put it down for a baller |
Put it, put it, put it down for a baller |
Put it, put it, put it, put it, put it down for a baller |
'Cause I ain’t leaving til' I’m getting what’s mine |
Put it, put it, put it, put it, put it down for a baller |
You know they love when I don’t reply |
Put it, put it, put it, put it, put it down for a baller |
'Cause I’ma do this til I’m no longer alive, yeah |
Put it down for a baller |
Put it, put it, put it down for a baller |