Stop-Start - Mike WiLL Made It, Chief Keef, Gucci Mane

Stop-Start - Mike WiLL Made It, Chief Keef, Gucci Mane

Альбом
Ransom
Год
2014
Язык
`Angļu`
Длительность
304860

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Stop-Start

Mike WiLL Made It, Chief Keef, Gucci Mane

Stop, start, all my goons on stop-start

My trap is on stop-start, started with my pot, fork

Start, I got killers up in New York

Pints come in from Detroit, got white, got green, I got, boy

Boy, I hit a button, make my car park

I don’t even got to be inside to make my car start

Start, I give a word and make my goons march

Blow money like I’m Scott Storch, I got your bitch on stop-start

Ten thousand ones, they’re on the way, I’m 'bout to start tippin'

Lil' mama fine but on the real she didn’t just start strippin'

You know I’m used to money, Gucci didn’t just start flippin'

Threw so much money in the air they stopped and start kissin'

Canary yellow bitch remind me of my Bart Simpson

I brought a pint off in the club, I’m 'bout to start sippin'

I brought my goons with me and my goons, they don’t stop twistin'

I popped a pill, it kicked in, I’m 'bout to start trippin'

I’m 'bout to stop rappin', stop trappin', start pimpin'

Drop 'Rari pullin' up, nigga, start your engine

Stop panhandlin', nigga, stop penny pinchin'

And I ain’t gotta come back, I never stop gettin' it

Stop, start, all my goons on stop-start

My trap is on stop-start, started with my pot, fork

Start, I got killers up in New York

Pints come in from Detroit, got white, got green, I got, boy

Boy, I hit a button, make my car park

I don’t even got to be inside to make my car start

Start, I give a word and make my goons march

Blow money like I’m Scott Storch, I got your bitch on stop-start

The bitch was near me then like «Stop»

Let me go and check out my guap

Check out my guap, my Glock

Nigga try me, he get popped

And he get shot, he get dropped

Right on the mothafuckin' spot

Start, start, nigga, you don’t wanna start

Kid 'bout to drive, boy you don’t wanna park

Park, nigga I’m a young South Park

Young wild boy, with a lot of heart

Heart, heart, goin' hard

Bullets at your ass, they’ll rip your ass apart

I take a minivan and I fill it’s ass with narcs

Homer, can’t nobody kill us as a Bart

Up my gun and make this bitch fart

Stop, boy you shouldn’t even start

Lil pussy boys, you a man or mouse

Stand on your two feet

You don’t even know what that damage about

Pull up, you’ll get swiss cheesed

Hop in my car then pull right off

I don’t start that bitch with my key

Racks in my jeans and I’m pullin' right out

Walk in this bitch, I’m Keef

Stop, start, all my goons on stop-start

My trap is on stop-start, started with my pot, fork

Start, I got killers up in New York

Pints come in from Detroit, got white, got green, I got, boy

Boy, I hit a button, make my car park

I don’t even got to be inside to make my car start

Start, I give a word and make my goons march

Blow money like I’m Scott Storch, I got your bitch on stop-start

Salute to Big Gucci, he opened the door

Studio smokin' OG, sippin throw

Big dog wanna see the band unfold

Smokin' OG when we sippin' some throw

My plug touched down on a banana boat

Meetin' and greetin' in Givenchy loafs

You may be seated, Versace business over

My plug done dropped a ticket, no need for soda

Big dog, rich gang, stretch it, get the oval

Master Peewee, with the No Limit soldiers

I’m the sergeant, the lieutenant, and general

If it’s fish I hit the block with minnows

Chopped them lil bitches in dimes

Big dog let me in the door, I’m grindin'

Hit your ass hard on the low

She tip-toein' on the marble floor

I’m dabbin', the double R, ghost

I swear my pinky do the most

The wrong nigga been had money

I’m just tryna throw him through some more

How fast can you count it?

Skip, skip town after we flip your ass

Then we gone to the mountain, headed to the Heavens

Pull up in a Lambo mounted

Stop, start, all my goons on stop-start

My trap is on stop-start, started with my pot, fork

Start, I got killers up in New York

Pints come in from Detroit, got white, got green, I got, boy

Boy, I hit a button, make my car park

I don’t even got to be inside to make my car start

Start, I give a word and make my goons march

Blow money like I’m Scott Storch, I got your bitch on stop-start

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