Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cotton, artist - Vee tha Rula. Album song RULA 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 27.04.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tha Alumni
Song language: English
Cotton |
| Hey hey hey hey |
| Hey hey |
| Still sliding like ma rent paid |
| Mami i ain’t seen you in bout 10 days it’s been a minute |
| You see that shack see I was living in it |
| Never breakfast eating lunch and eating dinner in it |
| That shit was shitty I ain’t wanna take a shit up in it |
| I had to wear a bag around ma feet when I showered to dodge the freaking circus |
| That shit was rocky I was killing Beetles birds flying in i’m dodging eagles |
| Round you peoples i’m just plotting see my silence lethal |
| I’m with sleazy tryna drop in Z notes red |
| Making music like i’m Stevie J i’m bout these beats though |
| Fashion killer just to y’all the way on beast mode |
| Fly nigga tryna open the doors and go and pick cotton, cotton |
| Fly nigga tryna open the doors and go and pick cotton, cotton |
| Cause i’m working like a slave and we poor and we ain’t have nothing, nothing |
| So a fly nigga tryna open the doors and go and pick cotton, cotton |
| Hey hey hey |
| Hey hey hey hey |
| Hey hey hey |
| Hey hey hey hey |
| Hey hey hey |
| And I, don’t need to shine with time pieces |
| Fine dime with slimes and dime pieces |
| Got ma, lil ma a spa treatment she say |
| She gon live forever don’t mind the palm creases |
| Ma hoes down ma weed is loud like show is ova |
| That bitch singing ma gold blinging ma casanova |
| Ma range is rover my venom cobra my baby cola |
| Sweeter than a soda and I be spitting that killa told ya |
| I deserve it all I ain’t fronting |
| I been hustling with ma back against the wall |
| Ima sing ma little heart out till it’s plaques against the wall |
| Hit the crib and drop some bags and then it’s back up to the mall |
| Fly nigga tryna open the doors and go and pick cotton, cotton |
| Fly nigga tryna open the doors and go and pick cotton, cotton |
| Cause i’m working like a slave and we poor and we ain’t have nothing, nothing |
| So a fly nigga tryna open the doors and go and pick cotton, cotton |
| Hey hey hey |
| Hey hey hey hey |
| Hey hey hey |
| Hey hey hey hey |
| Hey hey hey |