Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Inhale, artist - Zelooperz. Album song Bothic, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 03.03.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Bruiser Brigade
Song language: English
Inhale |
| She say I’m addicted she ain’t wrong that’s all I know |
| Why you want a dollar |
| All about profit |
| Making a deposit |
| Money stack counter |
| Count up till ya time up |
| Don’t tell me that’s all we know |
| Can’t you get some water |
| You suffer from mirages |
| How it’s hard to digest |
| I can’t see when that’s all we know |
| Now I rhyme for dimes, wasn’t eating, Ramadan |
| You can hear it in my vocals but they’ll tell you |
| They’ll let you know |
| Grind like a grinder whip work in progress |
| On it like a prowler she on me creepy crawly |
| Drought what you on hit her with that wind up |
| Drop it like a pine cone |
| Spin her like a vinyl |
| Knock it out the lining |
| She’ll tell you that’s what she want |
| We can go where the wind don’t blow |
| Came from the ground no holes |
| Came to bring hail no snow when will we stop heaven knows |
| I was raised by felons ain’t no know ain’t no telling |
| Get that pack then you sell it do not let it be a relic |
| My hand to hand exquisite |
| Wet her pussy, keep it misty |
| Hit her with that whiskey hit stick you get out what you put in |
| They say I’m frying my cells |
| Or hell or jail |
| My gremlins don’t tell |
| My bitches whole sale |
| Fuck around and get you failed |
| Hammys a get you nailed |
| You don’t get a chance to yell |
| My turtle don’t come out its shell |
| She ugly as hell she can’t hit the L |
| You frail run shit I don’t leave no trail |
| In hell why we in hell |
| In hell while we inhale |
| In hell, why we in hell |
| In hell while we inhale |
| Pop the the kush out the bale |
| Bars start to propel |
| Nigga get it in the mail |
| Tryna get my check sale |
| Inhale why we in hell |
| I ain’t even got to yell |
| Niggas been on the block |
| But I’m not gone fail |
| Fuck with me dog |
| I won’t steer you wrong |
| We came from the ground like gravel |
| We spaced out like Tau |
| All it took was a while |
| Hoes on the hound wanna blow a nigga down |
| Like wind no cloud she pop that pussy make a negro proud |
| Get money I bounce |
| We ain’t lounging in the lounge |
| Came in the game like whoosh |
| She don’t give a fuck don’t boost |
| Jumper cables give me a boost |
| Timber her get the boot |
| Army green on me like a troop |
| She seeking me like the truth |