Shawn Chrystopher - Biscayne | Текст песни

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• Shawn Chrystopher
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Cruising down Biscayne, listening to 2 Chainz
With two dames who do brain, graduates from two lane
Never met a nigga who correctly new their shoe name
Am I flowing through flames, said she love my new chain
Got her
Commas in my bank account, make every city proper
Basquiat and 2Pac both fucked Madonna
So I will not wear a rubber when my chance to fuck Rihanna

She gonna feel this shit
I bust my ass to spend this cash, I live too fast to feel this lash
I get that ass but she was trash, I only fucked her 'cause she was your baby mother
Skidded on your chorus while you be thinking I'm sucker
Broke bitch, and listen to speculation of who I've met
And the stripper who full Jamaican but you be thinking she Haitian
'Cause niggas leaving donations on stages for her to play with
A couple R and B hoes but they ask me not to say shit
I'm Shawn Chrys, you know that, whipping out and blow that
Put four stacks in that hoe back and I guarantee she won't go back
You go rap, nobody cop that shit you sell with chromo
Fucking all these hoes while you be jacking off to porno

Where you at, nigga? I'm cruising down Biscayne
Listening to 2 Chainz
With two dames who do brain, graduates from two lane
Never met a nigga who correctly new their shoe name
Am I flowing through flames, said she love my new chain
Got her
Commas in my bank account, make every city proper
Basquiat and 2Pac both fucked Madonna
So I will not wear a rubber when my chance to fuck Rihanna

I'm a self-made millionaire, got all my niggas out the prison
Put one in the air
Fuck you and the nigga you look up to, hell yeah, he sank too
I fuck the bitch who wouldn't fuck you
You text me, my nigga, fuck you
Why you always hating? The rest of people being broke sitting, being patient
I hate 'em, my situation, I bomb this nation for payment, castration to any races
Asking how my day went, six months ago a fucking label wouldn't sign me
Finally ride for Timbaland and everybody rub behind me
The pied piper, we're kicked in cypher, nobody's nicer
Everybody around is a fucking liar

So where you at, nigga? I'm cruising down Biscayne
Listening to 2 Chainz
With two dames who do brain, graduates from two lane
Never met a nigga who correctly new their shoe name
Am I flowing through flames, said she love my new chain
Got her
Commas in my bank account, make every city proper
Basquiat and 2Pac both fucked Madonna
So I will not wear a rubber when my chance to fuck Rihanna
She gonna feel this shit


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