- Жанр
- Хип-хоп
- Лицензия
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- Над треком работали
- Shaa & S_King
- Автор музыки
- Shaa & S_King
- Автор текста
- Shaa & S_King
- Исполнитель
- Paciente243 x S_King
- Альбом
- DUMMY
- Студия
- KUVVAT
- Текст
Intro
This is my world
So my damn rules nigga
If u don't like it, don't enter to it
U say im "Bad"
Who cares about it?
All of you hero in your captions
In Social Media,Everywhere
All of you write damn shits in your posts
Writing the same shits
but who fuckin Cares bout it ?
Chorus :
Play that nasty nigga,Play that bitch
Poppin on the cars, never tired of this
You are fuckin hater nigga, fuckin hater bitch
I don't give a fuck,(x2) (yeah)
Dummy, ha?
Suck my Yummy
How u wanna?
Dummy (yeah)
Verse 1
Not your level cute bastard,Not your time
Y'all play many games, i ain't mod
Y'all stupid society,livin' in trend
I don't give a fuck (x2)
Are u dumb (x) ha ?
Wanna enter my heart?
Gonna fuck my brain?
I don't give a fuck (x2) yeah
Your bae dick sucker
You are bae for a day
You are bae for night
You are bae for money
Those bitches want me,Sorry bae ha
i Don't have a heart bitch,i don't have it
Niggas wanna Rap,they just can speak it
Niggas gonna rap, at my beat ey
Makin it Nasty (x)
Makin it Nasty bitch!
Chorus :
Play that nasty nigga,Play that bitch
Poppin on the cars, never tired of this
You are fuckin hater nigga, fuckin hater bitch
I don't give a fuck,(x2) (yeah)
Dummy, ha?
Suck my Yummy
How u wanna?
Dummy (yeah)
Verse 2 S_King:
Yeah, yeah
Ayo, man, it's time.
It's time, bro,
Straight out the stupid dungeons of rap.
The love drops deep as does my baby.
I never vibe, 'cause to vibe is the bro of maybe.
Beyond the walls of bitches, life is defined.
I think of dancehall when I'm in a Turkmenbashy state of mind.
Hope the truelove got some dove.
My glove don't like no dirty shove.
Run up to the belove and get the foxglove.
In a Turkmenbashy state of mind.
What more could you ask for? The dummy love?
You complain about autotune.
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the shove.
I'm rappin' to the dude,
And I'm gonna move your gratitude.
Crazy, flipping, nasty, like a beat
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a seat.
I can't take the autotune, can't take the ice.
I woulda tried to chill I guess I got no devise.