Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Aaliyah, artist - SenoDate of issue: 04.02.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Aaliyah |
| I started in my mind, I’m tryna find the peace and the quiet |
| And I move like a beast in the wild, ain’t feast in a while |
| Tryna get the peace of nigga |
| Give me the money with my guala |
| And I brought a .22 for your problem |
| Nigga, holla if there’s anything wrong |
| Pull up with the mexi like I’m fuckin' standin' guard |
| And it ain’t none niggas say about me |
| My nigga, we ain’t talkin', ooh |
| Movin' through the town plottin', uh |
| Fruity-tootie niggas watchin' |
| Coolin', coolin' with my team now |
| Boot it, boot it up a notch |
| Boot it, boot it up a notch |
| Coolin', coolin' with my team now |
| Told her, «My nigga, no problem, don’t worry, don’t worry, I got it» |
| Ayy, cool, cool and collect my paper, yeah |
| Toodeloo, all these bitches are gettin' ghosted |
| Who’da knew all these niggas was dick-riders? |
| a move, hit the booth and I get roasted |
| I need that guala on my daily |
| I keep a dollar if you holla for the wave, woah, save me |
| I’ve been chillin', gettin' fat |
| Them other niggas gettin' wasted, my nigga, you just wasted |
| Thought I thought it over, I think I’m overthinking |
| I thought I started over, she had more to drink |
| And you just bought a phone but she ain’t in no phonebook |
| Like I be in my notebook, I don’t care (Swipe) |
| Gon' let that base drop, no way the wave pop |
| We gon' let them haters hate us, they motivate us |
| They ain’t ever faze us, still gon' get this paper, yeah |
| Still gon' get this paper |
| Yeah, gon' let the base drop, no way the wave pop |
| We gon' let them haters hate us, they motivate us |
| No, they don’t ever faze us, still gon' get this paper, yeah |
| Still gon' get this paper, yeah |
| Yeah-yeah, go on, take a light to this puppy |
| Seen with the scene lookin' like what you sippin' |
| Lean with the Beam is what a nigga mixin' |
| Itchin' like a fiend, what you grippin'? |
| Brought the on the bus, little bud, where you trippin'? |
| Will it be the new kid on the block |
| With the new knot up in his sock, lock up on his flop |
| Finna pop like Pac in the '90s |
| Thinkin' what you thinkin', what you feelin' like |
| Go on bring a Nike |
| Everybody wanna act like it, lyrically you blinded |
| Fuck it, what you talkin' bout |
| Go and run your mouth all you want |
| Put the fuckin' pussy in the swamp |
| Back up in the booth with a dude, loose, chillin' in my boots |
| Tell my nigga Dom, «Go on pass me the fuckin' Goose» |
| Bottle slide up in the Boom-Boom room |
| Doin' line of the booty off my new boo |
| Boo-who knew what is is for? |
| All this fuckin' gold on my body got me feelin' like Slick Rick back in '85 |
| Funny how the stories you been tellin' me |
| Don’t really jive with your lie |
| Pussy niggas gonna put your pride aside |
| And just admit, all you motherfuckers been a fan of mine |
| Never been no kin of mine, never been no kin of mine |
| What it is for, one more time put that line on the line |
| What’re they holdin'? |
| Yeah, your bitch in the Backhouse, bawling |
| Eyes wide open, no, no |
| Thought what you thought |
| What you lost 'cause you thought that your head, what |
| Oh, here we go now |
| Gon' let that base drop, no way the wave pop |
| We gon' let them haters hate us, they motivate us |
| They ain’t ever faze us, still gon' get this paper, yeah |
| Still gon' get this paper |
| Yeah, gon' let the base drop, no way the wave pop |
| We gon' let them haters hate us, they motivate us |
| No, they don’t ever faze us, still gon' get this paper, yeah |
| Still gon' get this paper, yeah |
| Gon' let that base drop, no way the wave pop |
| We gon' let them haters hate us, they motivate us |
| Never faze us, still gon' get this paper |
| Still won’t get this paper |
| Dude! |
| That was like, what the fuck, bro. |
| Like, I ain’t even know that was like |
| you, man. |
| Like, it totally sounds like a real song |