Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song She Twerkin Freestyle , by - Zuse. Song from the album Plugged, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 13.05.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Defient
Song language: English
She Twerkin Freestyle |
| I ain’t never gave a fuck |
| And I never gave a damn |
| I ain’t never gave a fuck |
| And I never gave a damn |
| I ain’t never gave a fuck and I never gave a damn |
| Had a pot, had a pan, had a stove, had a plan |
| I did it with my homie, yeah I did it for my fams |
| Got 'em from my mans, broke 'em down into grams |
| Had a trap going ham, had a trap gone bunk |
| Cash out then I stomp, two grams then a blunk |
| Real nigga not a pawn, you a pussy, you a punk |
| Did your hoe, then I park, got a chopper in the trunk |
| Slow hoe got me numb, gotta get it when you’re young |
| If I got it, get you some, none of y’all ain’t get me none |
| With the beef filet mignon, chew a rapper, bubblegum |
| I ain’t never been a bum and I ain’t never been a lane |
| I ain’t never been the type to ever try and tuck my chain |
| I ain’t never been the type to have you call me out my name |
| I’m the type to put the motherfucking money over fame |
| Fuck your wife and run a train, fuck your life and why you came |
| I can tell you 'bout the paper and the power and the pain |
| I ain’t never had a job but I’ve been working like a slave |
| Aim up, Mary-Jane, cooking up, sugar cane |
| Make it rock, I hit the block, I stack it up then make it rain |
| Just to show these pussy niggas we won’t ever be the same |
| Had a bullet with your name but Jino got the Yoga Flame |
| Tell the hater go away or I’mma leave you where you stay |
| Got the dope like I’m a J and Ollie got the mini-K |
| Got a L to slow the, need a M to keep me straight |
| I never had a nigga put his hands up in my face |
| You a worm, you a bait, eat the beat like a steak |
| Shitting on you niggas, yeah I got a tummy ache |
| Tell the rest they gotta wait, I got too much on my plate |
| I got bars, where my chase, I got flow, I’m a wave |
| Are you lost? |
| I’m amazed, are you people entertained? |
| Switch it up on niggas just to show it ain’t a game |
| All of mi gun dem ready, hmph |
| Thug life like Machiavelli, hmph |
| Haunt them like mi a Freddie, hmph |
| Go ham like it’s a deli, hmph |
| All of mi thug dem a roll out strap |
| Tell me, hm, what you know 'bout that? |
| Poik poik poik when the four-four clap |
| Po-po ask, mi don’t know 'bout crap |
| All of mi thug dem a roll it back |
| None of my thug dem a know 'bout that |
| None of my thug dem a know 'bout rap |
| Hm, your wife? |
| Mi a whore out that |
| Hmm, rubber, skrrt, mi flow wrote that |
| Smoke, give me |
| Skrrt, pull up, stop |
| Bumboclaat, it’s so easy, you know giving flows to the needy |