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Anderson .Paak, Cordae - 58th Floor
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Текст песни: Uh, who the fuck is this?
Callin' me at 5:46 in the afternoon
On the fourth of June in my daughter's room
Settin' up her dollhouse
It's my ****, AP, fuck is this about?
Goddamn, ****, I been tryna reach you OD
I'm on the west side with this bitch, Chloe
You remember I told you she was fuckin' with this Samoan ****
Who got locked up? (So what?)
He made parole, **** (Shit)
Now he outside of the door
With 'bout four **** (Where you at?)
In the closet with the dirty clothes, ****
Aye fool, you trapped in the closet like Robert
I thought we stopped fuckin' with bitches with baby fathers
I can pull up, that ain't a problem, but shit, it'll take an hour
Shh, man, I'm stallin', I hear 'em takin' a shower
Aight, listen, show them we ain't no bitches (Right?)
If I was you, I'd go out there and fight all the **** (Cap)
Go right in the kitchen and grab the pot with the hot grits
I told you these **** big as fuck, that ain't gon' stop shit
Plus, his goons in the living room watchin' Netflix
Out the window is lookin' like my best exit
But don't she live on the 58th floor?
Whoa
Hello? Hello?
****, ****
**** is nice, 'cause we came up on sugar rice
And Swisher blunts, pushin' them Diamondback bikes
Some call it luck, but every time I roll the dice
I'm callin' guts and drag my nuts every time
Life is sublime, or better yet, it's by design
When I play my part, all of the pieces are aligned
It's a form of art, an art form, every line is drawin' an arc
I'm curvin' bitches like bye
Murderation on the beat, highly favored energy
They don't make 'em like us, most certainly
Swervin' in the sixth street, I can make your bitch scream
They don't make 'em like us, most certainly
Uh, I'm with my **** AP, but keep a Patek Philippe
I'm rather unique and shoot the eagle accurately
If you a dog, then I'm Mike Vick, back in the league
My young **** bearin' arms 'cause they after the cheese
Real recognize real, and y'all actors to me
My inner child proud, I'm all that I imagined I'd be
A platinum plaque's right next to the Dragon Ball Z
Action figures got massive figures 'cause my rapping's elite
What dynamic duo that you know can rock arenas and the Blue Notes?
Hop in the two-door coupe with two hoes
Now me and my ****, AP, we after the figures lately
Just signed a new deal and said, "Fuck you, pay me"
Murderation on the beat, highly favored energy
They don't make 'em like us, most certainly
Swervin' in the sixth street, I can make your bitch scream
They don't make 'em like us, most certainly
Callin' me at 5:46 in the afternoon
On the fourth of June in my daughter's room
Settin' up her dollhouse
It's my ****, AP, fuck is this about?
Goddamn, ****, I been tryna reach you OD
I'm on the west side with this bitch, Chloe
You remember I told you she was fuckin' with this Samoan ****
Who got locked up? (So what?)
He made parole, **** (Shit)
Now he outside of the door
With 'bout four **** (Where you at?)
In the closet with the dirty clothes, ****
Aye fool, you trapped in the closet like Robert
I thought we stopped fuckin' with bitches with baby fathers
I can pull up, that ain't a problem, but shit, it'll take an hour
Shh, man, I'm stallin', I hear 'em takin' a shower
Aight, listen, show them we ain't no bitches (Right?)
If I was you, I'd go out there and fight all the **** (Cap)
Go right in the kitchen and grab the pot with the hot grits
I told you these **** big as fuck, that ain't gon' stop shit
Plus, his goons in the living room watchin' Netflix
Out the window is lookin' like my best exit
But don't she live on the 58th floor?
Whoa
Hello? Hello?
****, ****
**** is nice, 'cause we came up on sugar rice
And Swisher blunts, pushin' them Diamondback bikes
Some call it luck, but every time I roll the dice
I'm callin' guts and drag my nuts every time
Life is sublime, or better yet, it's by design
When I play my part, all of the pieces are aligned
It's a form of art, an art form, every line is drawin' an arc
I'm curvin' bitches like bye
Murderation on the beat, highly favored energy
They don't make 'em like us, most certainly
Swervin' in the sixth street, I can make your bitch scream
They don't make 'em like us, most certainly
Uh, I'm with my **** AP, but keep a Patek Philippe
I'm rather unique and shoot the eagle accurately
If you a dog, then I'm Mike Vick, back in the league
My young **** bearin' arms 'cause they after the cheese
Real recognize real, and y'all actors to me
My inner child proud, I'm all that I imagined I'd be
A platinum plaque's right next to the Dragon Ball Z
Action figures got massive figures 'cause my rapping's elite
What dynamic duo that you know can rock arenas and the Blue Notes?
Hop in the two-door coupe with two hoes
Now me and my ****, AP, we after the figures lately
Just signed a new deal and said, "Fuck you, pay me"
Murderation on the beat, highly favored energy
They don't make 'em like us, most certainly
Swervin' in the sixth street, I can make your bitch scream
They don't make 'em like us, most certainly
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