Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Culdesac, artist - QUE.. Album song Live from da DawgHouse, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 06.02.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Culdesac |
| Money my religion nigga know that |
| Dollar sign now my zodiac |
| Rolex same color cognac |
| Got mud on the Louis V doormat |
| Whole bunch of whips in the cul-de-sac |
| I’m a dirty ass nigga like a mole rat |
| Jewelry hanging off a nigga like a coat rack |
| Friendly ass hoe get no daps |
| Money that’s a young nigga’s ??? |
| Tryna run it up I’m tryna load it like P Diddy |
| Glock four five in the bed I sleep with it |
| Come in my shit bet you leave with some teeth missing |
| Jewelry hanging down like a bitch titties after she done breastfed |
| Racks got me walking like I got a fake left leg |
| I just want some money like a motherfuckin' meth-head |
| (Pew pew pew) Put a nigga on the deathbed |
| Holy moly guacamole |
| Rollie on me and its golden |
| Sipping purple potion got me slowed up like a roly poly |
| Smoking Obi-Wan Kenobi |
| Jedi kush and I’m choking |
| Roast a broke nigga taking pictures, talking and the hoe’in |
| That’s the type of shit that we do |
| You get money? |
| Nigga me too |
| What, you want her back? |
| Then I can make your bitch a up and leave you |
| Diamonds make it hard to see you |
| .223 and up when we shoot |
| Down a hundred thousand when ??? |
| Money my religion nigga know that |
| Dollar sign now my zodiac |
| Rolex same color cognac |
| Got mud on the Louis V doormat |
| Whole bunch of whips in the cul-de-sac |
| I’m a dirty ass nigga like a mole rat |
| Jewelry hanging off a nigga like a coat rack |
| Friendly ass hoe get no daps |
| Just a young, rich, high-class lowlife |
| I fuck with all hoes ain’t got no type |
| Hit the jewelry store and got some more ice |
| Now my whole body lit up like a strobelight |
| Post up at Dior, pour a whole pint |
| Spot filled up with bows and Snow White |
| Remember when I the 'fro like Dolemite |
| Now me and money married, made my hoe throw the rice |
| ??? |
| dope and money on my ??? |
| Pourin' fours up in orange soda like he in the can |
| Bringing truckloads in like I got my city yeah |
| Gotcha baby mama sniffing dope from out my fingernails |
| Ring around the rosy, stones all in my ring and Rollie |
| Posted up ??? |
| at the telly with a gang of hoes |
| Run it through em', drop it through em' |
| Damn I got the bases loaded |
| Might go get an old school, try to throw some gains on it |
| Money my religion nigga know that |
| Dollar sign now my zodiac |
| Rolex same color cognac |
| Got mud on the Louis V doormat |
| Whole bunch of whips in the cul-de-sac |
| I’m a dirty ass nigga like a mole rat |
| Jewelry hanging off a nigga like a coat rack |
| Friendly ass hoe get no daps |