La To Memphis

La To Memphis

Chris Travis

Альбом: Never Forget
Длительность: 2:54
Год: 2014
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Waterboyz on deck, bitch
From LA to Memphis, bitch
Let's get it

Never asked a nigga for a handout
'Cause all this young nigga do is stand out
Boy, you better get your money 'cause I'm banned out
Lightin' blunts in the club, I got band out
Boy, I'm runnin' shit and I don't even live here
Fuck your favorite rapper nigga 'cause I'm still here
And all these badass bitches wanna chill here
Let the Bud Light like ice-cold beer

Bitch, the colors in my eyes always red, white, and green
White for the bitches and the red makes bleed
Green for the money and the high-grade weed
Hang a nigga from a field, don't tryna play me
They can't understand why these niggas hate me
'Cause I'm the best killin' shit, lately
Bitches from the island say, I'm wavey
Bust a nut inside her and tell that bitch, save me

She say that she want some mo', pick that shit up off the flo'
Baby, I can make you go to a place nobody knows
All my niggas round me though, catch me ridin' up, T-Bow
Hit my line-up, we gon' slide up, got your ho givin' head in a pile-driver
She always wanna pillow-talk, never change, I'm like defaults
Ion gotta pay your costs, smokin' blunts, drinkin' Voss
Made myself a fuckin' boss, now these niggas wanna talk
Didn't fuck with me when I was down buyin' clothes from Ross

The money fallin' down, they say it's our time
They standin' up in line, just to see me rhyme
Waterboyz for life, don't get shit fucked up
You think we soft? We'll turn your ass into a drinkin' cup, bitch
Her body fall down, the money come down
Strip in the town, I wanna see you now
Her body fall down, the money come down
Strip in the town and I wanna see you now

Yeah, bitch, I'm never done
Fuck the police, walk around with a drum
Like I'm in a band, nigga, where the fuck you from?
East Memphis, nigga, I don't take shit from nun
And I'm stingy like I got the last piece of gum
Your girl a slut, boy, you need to leave her alone
I know I'm hurtin' feelings when I make these songs
But your girl like my voice on monotone

Yes, I see where you wanna be, we can go across the seas
Fuck each other in-between, lay her back, get redeemed
By the lights comin' through the screens
If you want it, then we can make you sing, bitch