Rob $tone & Spooks - Suspects | Текст песни

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Yuh, hit my (?)
I'm eatin' up like dinner rolls
Yuh, I'm the friend that's used to fuckin'
On your Twitter boo
Damn, keep the swisher too
I roll a wood like what it do
Smash, and I'm runnin' throught
Your duckin' town with out a roof
My cup be tippin' drippin'
But I'm winnin' so it's fuck it
Op[s, these bitches didn't get
When I said that if you with it
(?) I'm in it too (?)
Eat bubblegums for dinner, too
Think I bumped noggin'
Got a problem I'ma clear the room
Came out the womb
Thuggin', I'm a stone cold stunna
Bet a fat bitch love
Gettin' guapa for the (?)
Fuck that shit you heard
It's still taht nigga slurrin' words up
I could see you check this winner
I could splurge all through the summer
Nigga move
Bitch move
Nigga move
Clear the room
Trippin' paranoia
Hope my mind could stay in order
I don't wanna cause this order
When they try to leak this order
Nigga move

Bitch, I swah swah,
I'm with yo' bitch okay
Aye, I told her
Break it down like Ronald Reagan
Aye, I told her
\"Lady, hey, now by the way,
We cannot fuck, i hit my swah
With my lemonade\"
Aye, she break it down
And then i smoke it up
Bitch, I'm lookin' for that cash,
No no no double cups
Aye, she tell me
\"Spooky, give me all your love\"
I told her
\"Bitch, I want no love,
I want some fuckin' grub\"
Cause everywhere i fuckin' go
I get a lot of love
And i might be with yo' bitch
And yeah she roll my woods
And you cannot live this life,
But hoe you wish you could
I was bored all throught high school,
I never understood
Bitch, pick up ya fuckin' face,
I know you wanna look
I'ma pimp out with my squad,
Bitch, just like how i should
Yeah i get it how i live it,
Hoe, I'm livin' good
Rich as fuck is comin soon,
Yeah yo' man hate me too
Aye, aye, swah, swah, swah
Aye, aye, get yo' muthafuckin' swah up
Aye, you ain't swahin',
You ain't swahin', bruh
You ain't know 'bout
The muthafuckin' swah swah, bruh


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