Stitches - Ridin' Through My City-Rollin' | Текст песни

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[Hook]
Ridin' through my city, everybody know my name
Niggas gettin' jealous, cause their girl screamin' my name
I got money up in that L, I got money up in the [??]
Niggas talkin' all that shit, cause they know Lil Phill gon' blow (2x)

[Verse 1]
"Lil Phill", that be my name
In the club, I make rain
All these girls, they go insane
I'm sippin' on that champagne
I don't need nobody else, I do this shit all on my own
I got your girl, I took her home
She goin' down, she give me dome
I switch it up, she ride me
I'm better boyfriend, met me
You ain't got trip baby, cause I know that you glad to be
Chillin' here with Lil Phill
I hype you up like you on the pill
And baby girl, this shit for real
And baby girl, you know the drill
I take you out, we go to the Mall
Show these niggas how we gon' ball
Everyday I say "fuck the law"
I rape the beat like Bill [??]
I suck a pussy without a straw
Got confidence that I'm [??] tall
These haters niggas, they 'bout to fall
These haters niggas, they 'bout to fall

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Everyday I'm hustlin'
I gotta stay up on my grind
These haters niggas gon' wait in line
Cause it is my time to shine
Make money everyday, either blow yo mind away
I got my gun, I got my bullets
So you know how [??] away
Puttin' nigga down on the ground
Pitchin' bullets on all the mouth
You think that you run streets, and you gon' be under the ground
That you means you gonna die
Say your friends to say "bye-bye"
Say your friends to say "bye-bye"
Lil Phill, that nigga fly

[Hook]

[Second Track/Part - Rollin']

[Intro]
And I go by the name Lil Phill
And I go by the name Lil Phill, nigga (2x)
Real boy nigga, shout out to my nigga M. Deniro, nigga
We out here makin' money nigga, stacks on stacks, nigga

[Verse 1]
I-I win the game like a nigga playin' poker
If she on facebook, nigga I poke her
Heard you talkin' shit, but to me you was a doker
Heard you rent the pussy, cause the Phill be the owner
Money on my mind, I can take it all
Your girl on me, now the clothes comin' out
Met her in a day, fucked in the night
I left up in the morning, and I told her "keep it tight"
Real real boy, baby, never tell a lie
Tatts on me, so the girls think I'm fly
Rollin' to the club in the G35
And these niggas gettin' mad, cause their bitches waving "Hi"
Real ass nigga, is never gon' change
You claim that have the money, but you been throwin' in chains
Walkin' up in the club, you know I make it rain
These niggas say I'm crazy, man, they say I'm insane
Bottle after bottle, proly fuck a model
Spendin' all this money look like I won the lotto
A lot of people hate me, they will never face me
This shit [??] talkin' you [??]
Gotta [??] You might need a [??]
Knock a nigga down, but I ain't talkin' boxe
[??] cause I hate to be boxin'
I gotta make it to the top, the clock keep talkin'
I cut a nigga up, I ain't talkin' [??]
Put me on the mic, and I add little flavor
Niggas wanna sign me, put me on the label
The doctor say I'm crazy and my brain is not stable
[??] nigga see me on the cable
Your girl the [??] cake, I can be the [??]
Put her on the bed, she call me papi chulo
Hit her in the ass, I been talk about the culo, nigga

[Outro]
So fuck y'all niggas mad
Lil Phill, nigga
M. Deniro my nigga, man
We make this shit out here, nigga
Y'all niggas can hate as much you want, nigga
But I'm still gon' make it, boy
Fuck you!

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