Last Night In Paris - Blackout (Taurean Roye, Flowzart, Sir. Berus & Collard) | Текст песни

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• Blackout (Taurean Roye, Flowzart, Sir. Berus & Collard)

(Taurean Roye)

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
We good?
We good?
Uh

Yeah, yeah
Uh, uh

This one for my niggas
The one's we fucking ride for
Baddest bitches here,
And we get our Bonnie, Clyde on
Brand new Chanel J12,
Just to tell the time on
Yeah, maybe I'm wrong
But this that life I applied for
This that Fibonacci, nigga
This that Fibonacci, nigga
Brand new girl in the Rrari, nigga
Cheetah print safari, nigga
When we party, nigga
We just turn it out,
We go rocker
We go bonker
Watch 'em back down
Right back now
We just tell the club owner
There's a blackout like

Blackout
Blackout
Blackout
Blackout
Blackout
Blackout
Blackout
Blackout
We just here, and you know we stay sipping
Got a bad bitch, and you know what she giving, motherfucker

(Flowzart)

Lights off, it's a power cut
Blowing some of that sour stuff
I'm suaving on 'em
Go harder on 'em
Where I am is the target for 'em
Keep aiming, bitch
I go wild on the beat, there ain't no taming, bitch
Uh, I been on my shit
Everytime my song comes on
They are so happy, look
Never land a shit chorus
Call me Captain Hook
Neverland, so high
(High)
Ready banged, that's no lie
(Lie)
She doesn't even rate you, man
She never called to say hi, bye

(Taurean Roye)

Blackout
Blackout
Blackout
Blackout
Blackout
Blackout
Blackout
Blackout
We just here, and you know we stay sipping
Got a bad bitch, and you know what she giving, motherfucker

(Sir. Berus)

We be them new baroque jiggas,
(Woo)
I'm looking so Rococo
(Yeah)
I'm Cortona reincarnated, I don't apply to that yolo
(Nah)
And that artwork from my crew,
You don't wanna look, but you can't ignore
I told you we were Baroque, like,
I should make my beats on a harpsichord
(Yeah, yeah)
All these bitches wanna be carnivores
(Yeah, yeah)
Bitches wanna be herbivores
(Yeah, yeah)
Raps on raps on raps but
They all talk the shit that I've heard before,
You take stands, we take places
Me and Tee, we family
But we two different shades, man
Like Ray-Ban's and Aviators
Boi

(Taurean Roye)

Blackout
Blackout
Blackout
Blackout
Blackout
Blackout
Blackout
Blackout
We just here, and you know we stay sipping
Got a bad bitch, and you know what she giving, motherfucker

(Collard)

Uh,

And I'm related to hustle
Flipping the money until it lands in it's doubles
I'm so educated, with my American muscle
These niggas all hating, so I just jumped in them tussles
Money and Mulberry duffles
Uh,
But it's blackout, and they found out that I'm back now
Racking rack city till it racked out
With my hands down and my clan out, uh
You made some choices
And they wasn't smart
We led the way, so now your niggas copy ours

(Taurean Roye)

Blackout
Blackout
Blackout
Blackout
Blackout
Blackout
Blackout
Blackout
We just here, and you know we stay sipping
Got a bad bitch, and you know what she giving, motherfucker

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