On Deck Circle-Hugh Augustine

歌手 : Hugh Augustine

专辑 : Dubious

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:09

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TXT On Deck Circle-Hugh Augustine 文本歌词

On Deck Circle - Hugh Augustine

Producer：Deacon Blues

Put your hands up like your under arrest I won't shoot ya

I ain't got a badge on my chest

Twisting up a blunt coz I come from the west

She cumming on my dick coz I f**k her the best

I'm on it late night thinking of a plot

Take the money from the raps

Put it in the pot

Flip it on the waist so I get it on the spot

Yeah I used to have a little now I'm thinking bout a yacht

Copped a whole boat let my crew get a few

My crew gotta eat coz my crew got a crew

Coming from the hills I got the streets on lock

Rolling with my cousing keep that heat on cock

Gotta bake that bread f**king with my butter

Put a slice on your head

I ain't even really trynna talk no sh*t

But I'm feeling like the f**king world ultimate

She be getting louder the deeper I get

Daddy long stroke when I'm making a hit

Like bara bing bara boong bara bang

Feeling like ghost face when I let my chain swang

All about the peace I just wanna maintain

Get my family outta jail even if they in a gang

Baby looking good I'm trynna scratch that itch

Put it in her belly till it makes her twitch

Online with the pine hope the net don't glitch

Sliding through your hood I know your set won't trip

Riding down the block with my hand on my sack

You know I keep it on deck

Everbody want the cash homies trynna

They ain't thinking pay checks

You can blow up if you wanna

You can blow up if you like

Lifes about the commas do you the dollars

Or do you want the stripes

We the type of hustlers getting money every night

Walk up in the party turn it to a bar fight

You don't wanna battle with me n***a please

Your rap style comparable to sardines

Wouldn't f**k with it if I'm starving

And didn't have nothing to eat

You couldn't come with it if it's raw dog

And it's P***y and she begging you please

That west coast really getting chilly when the pistol packing

No n***a cracking while we dressing in the latest fashion

Put your hands up like your under arrest I won't shoot ya

I ain't got a badge on my chest

Twisting up a blunt coz I come from the west

She cumming on my dick coz I f**k her the best

I'm on it late night thinking of a plot

Take the money from the raps

Put it in the pot

Flip it on the waist so I get it on the spot

Yeah I used to have a little now I'm thinking bout a yacht

Copped a whole boat let my crew get a few

My crew gotta eat coz my crew got a crew

My crew gotta eat coz my crew got a crew said

My crew gotta eat coz my crew got a crew

You can blow up if you wanna

You can blow up if you like

Lifes about the commas do you want some dollars

Or is out trynna get some stripes

Is you out f**king up your life

Said is you out f**king up your life

One chance