Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Deli , by - St. Leroy II. Song from the album Rainbowz, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 20.06.2019
Record label: St. Leroy II
Song language: English
Deli |
| St. Leroy II — Deli |
| How you doin? |
| How you feelin? |
| I’m impeccable |
| I’m always on point like a decimal |
| Need my bread on top of bread like a deli though |
| And I don’t trust a soul cause you never know |
| How you doin? |
| How you feelin? |
| I’m impeccable |
| I’m always on point like a decimal |
| Need my bread on top of bread like a deli though |
| And I don’t trust a soul cause you never know |
| Come from nothin' like I’m back from the dead |
| 305 Dade County where I’m bred |
| In the black I can’t die in the red |
| And my mama wanna brand new benz |
| I grew up mayonnaise sandwich every night |
| Every other day FPL they cut the lights |
| On my hustle like I got a hunnid kids |
| Marathon continues always bout my biz |
| I feel exuberant welcome to the phantom of the opera |
| Walk through the fire just like Chaka Khan |
| Dress to nice to be a thug |
| Got a smile everybody momma love |
| I’m on it |
| How you doin? |
| How you feelin? |
| I’m impeccable |
| I’m always on point like a decimal |
| Need my bread on top of bread like a deli though |
| And I don’t trust a soul cause you never know |
| How you doin? |
| How you feelin? |
| I’m impeccable |
| I’m always on point like a decimal |
| Need my bread on top of bread like a deli though |
| And I don’t trust a soul cause you never know |
| I got bands in my sights |
| She want me to spend the night |
| I’m up sipping' my wine |
| Po a lil for the homies |
| I got bands in my sights |
| She want me to spend the night |
| I’m up sipping' my wine |
| Po a lil for the homies |
| How you doin? |
| How you feelin? |
| I’m impeccable |
| I’m always on point like a decimal |
| Need my bread on top of bread like a deli though |
| And I don’t trust a soul cause you never know |
| How you doin? |
| How you feelin? |
| I’m impeccable |
| I’m always on point like a decimal |
| Need my bread on top of bread like a deli though |
| And I don’t trust a soul cause you never know |