Yeah
Yeah
L.M.M. the genius
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Personne peut m’test, maintenant j’suis l’best
J’m’en fous d’monsieur l’enquêteur, juste aux que j’me confesse
Quand y’a problème, on vise le chest
Si y’a panique, on fait demi-tour, slide, envoie l’adresse
[Yeah, yeah, yeah
Chaque jour j’suis dans l’trafic, j’encaisse
C’est sûr qu’on t’blesse
J’ai fait vingt-cinq juste pour mon S [Yeah, yeah
Si tu fais l’crime, y faut qu’t’assumes, oui dans la rue j’ai fait fortune
Quand on re-up, c’est en volume
Sippin’ Henny got me really in the mood [In the mood
So please don’t try to talk to me like I’m a fool [No, no
She ain’t new to this [Yeah
La rue dit qu’elle m’aime, mais je m’en fous [Je m’en fous
Si tu penses je lack, bin tu es fou [Tu es fou
À toutes les fois que je te vois, oui tu cours [Oui tu cours
Mais dis-moi quand tout allait mal, t’étais où?
Personne peut m’test, maintenant j’suis l’best
J’m’en fous d’monsieur l’enquêteur, juste aux que j’me confesse
Quand y’a problème, on vise le chest
Si y’a panique, on fait demi-tour, slide, envoie l’adresse
Personne peut m’test, maintenant j’suis l’best
J’m’en fous d’monsieur l’enquêteur, juste aux que j’me confesse
Quand y’a problème, on vise le chest
Si y’a panique, on fait demi-tour, slide, envoie l’adresse
J’fais trop d’dommages, souvent sauvage
J’écrase la compétition comme si c’tait rien
On vient, des dix G on en a plein
Partout dans la ville, on m’craint
Les opps encaissent comme des gardiens
Around me time to make you pay
No I ain’t 21, but my b#tch a little savage
Ride around for my brothers, Imma blast it
Glizzy too strong, when I shoot I’m doin’ backflips
Personne peut m’test, maintenant j’suis l’best
J’m’en fous d’monsieur l’enquêteur, juste aux que j’me confesse
Quand y’a problème, on vise le chest
Si y’a panique, on fait demi-tour, slide, envoie l’adresse
Personne peut m’test, maintenant j’suis l’best
J’m’en fous d’monsieur l’enquêteur, juste aux que j’me confesse
Quand y’a problème, on vise le chest
Si y’a panique, on fait demi-tour, slide, envoie l’adresse
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Volume Lyrics English
Yeah
Yeah
L.m.m. The Genius
Yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
No one can sit, now I’m the best
I’m crazy about the investigator, just to that I confess
When there is a problem, we aim for the chest
If there is panic, we turn around, slide, sends the address
[Yeah, yeah, yeah
Every day I’m in traffic, I get into
It’s sure you’re getting you
I made twenty-five just for my [yeah, yeah
If you make the crime, it is necessary to assumes, yes in the street I made a fortune
When we re-up, it’s in volume
SIPPIN ‘HENNY GOT ME REALLY IN THE MOOD [IN THE MOOD
So Please Do not Try To Talk To Me Like I’m A Fool [NO, NO
She Ain’t New To This [Yeah
The street says she loves me, but I do not care [I do not care
If you think I miss, bin you’re crazy [you’re crazy
At all times I see you, yes you run [yes you run
But tell me when everything went wrong, where were you?
No one can sit, now I’m the best
I’m crazy about the investigator, just to that I confess
When there is a problem, we aim for the chest
If there is panic, we turn around, slide, sends the address
No one can sit, now I’m the best
I’m crazy about the investigator, just to that I confess
When there is a problem, we aim for the chest
If there is panic, we turn around, slide, sends the address
I’m too damaged, often wild
I crush the competition as if it were nothing
We come from ten G on a full
Everywhere in the city, I’m told
OPPS collect like guardians
AROUND ME TIME TO MAKE YOU PAY
NO I AIN’T 21, Purpose My b#tch has Little Savage
RIDE AROUND FOR MY BROTHERS, IMMA BLAST IT
GLIZZY TOO STRONG, WHEN I SHOOT I’M DOIN ‘BACKFLIPS
No one can sit, now I’m the best
I’m crazy about the investigator, just to that I confess
When there is a problem, we aim for the chest
If there is panic, we turn around, slide, sends the address
No one can sit, now I’m the best
I’m crazy about the investigator, just to that I confess
When there is a problem, we aim for the chest
If there is panic, we turn around, slide, sends the address
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Dirty S Lyrics – Volume