Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 25/8, artist - Two-9Date of issue: 08.02.2017
Song language: English
25/8 |
| When that MAC talk, that Mac walk |
| They hope that they meet me boy |
| No bean talk, a lil lean talk |
| Slow it down when I e-walk |
| Eastside, red clays and sidewalk |
| Drive-bys for that side talk |
| No leash on when that pit walk |
| But her mouth right like a lockjaw |
| Hands up ‘cause I said so |
| I shine, you glow |
| Handstands from that red ho |
| Purple heart ‘cause she thorough |
| Brag about the O’s you spent on Melrose |
| In and out that same door |
| New money, same folks |
| My money talk, felatio |
| Cumming on your stomach ho |
| They hating me, I love ‘em though |
| I pay the fee, she run it slow |
| So, if you don’t believe me bitch you can suck it slow |
| Every day, every day, every day |
| I see money coming, I see people fade away |
| 24 hours turn to 25 a day |
| Seven days a week, now it’s eight |
| I said name a nigga better than me, you can’t think |
| I’m tryna be in a pool of money and don’t sink |
| They say the cousin of death is rest, I don’t blink |
| I’m the south pole in the winter, with no mink |
| Pour this liquor alive, no lie |
| I swear I promise |
| If I said it then it’s honest |
| In a room I’ll be silent |
| The scary ones be the loudest |
| Cause they ain’t ‘bout shit |
| I’m from that mow bitch |
| nigga |
| Where they’ll peel a nigga |
| For these Carti’s on my face |
| Lord willing, I ain’t never caught a case but |
| For my daughters I might |
| I’m just rolling the dice |
| For lucky seven and I hustle like the reverend |
| Every day, every day, every day |
| I see money coming, I see people fade away |
| 24 hours turn to 25 a day |
| Seven days a week, now it’s eight |