Pourin the Syrup (Explicit)-Kevin Gates

歌手 : Kevin Gates

专辑 : Luca Brasi 2: Gangsta Grillz (Explicit)

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:49

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TXT Pourin the Syrup (Explicit)-Kevin Gates 文本歌词

Pourin the Syrup (Explicit) - Kevin Gates

I don't get tired

Broke another ten for the Bread Winner Brick Gang

Popping up pregnant silly b**ch tryna trick Gates

Start selling p**sy maybe

That'll get your rent paid

Come to think about it

Don't you live with your mama

I don't give a sh*t

When I ride 'round the bottom

Coc*ine vet pedal shifting on Highland

Boosie had a black Monte Carlo and a 'Burban

I was in a grey Monte Carlo and a Tahoe

He was doing shows bad hoes up in

I was speaking Spanish

With the plug havin' convos

Ran lips hit the line every morning

Cause they know I keep the lean by the carload

In the top hit the boulevard solo

Big Right know I got soft for the low-low

In a drought me and Nook only ones had d**e

Ni**a blew my leg off for a nine-piece

Tried to grab the gun couldn't get it

Middle of the night

Had to fight for my life when you try me

Connecting this year we'll mark my ni**a

I love my ni**a I owe you one ni**a

Brookstown Richard that's my little brother

Everytime I think about him

Gotta tell him that I love him

Praying to the Lord that Car

Came from under that charge

Free my ni**a head when I bow my head

Late night when alone can't sleep

I got too many problems

The weight of the world on my shoulders

Pray that heaven do something about it

The chick that I'm lovin'

Wondering who is she f**kin'

The friends I got 'round me

Wonder which one of them sour

Pourin' the syrup pourin' the syrup

Pourin' the syrup

Pourin' the syrup pourin' the syrup

B**ch I'm pourin' the

Pourin' the syrup pourin' the syrup

Pourin' the syrup

B**ch I'm pourin' the syrup

Pourin' the syrup

B**ch I'm

I was naive thinking that I couldn't get hurt

Thought she was faithful

F**k her but my dick burnt

Everybody laughed when I kissed her

I can't even lie to this day still I miss her

We was on

Used to go to sleep in the p**sy on an air mat

Andre Harris talked bad behind my back

Even though it hurted

I ain't tripping never mind that

Me and Darrell Harris in a stolen car thugging

You get out of line

He goin' put you in a puddle

Me and Brittney Harris in the side room cuddlin'

Eat the p**sy while she on the rag

Like Yummy

My daddy nephew kinda make him my cousin

We was having lunch at Chimes

When you told me that you love me

I ain't never back down from a fight in my life

Big Yock slapped you you went

And got your cousin

Ni**a shot and missed and I came back jumping

I was 13 when I put one under

Ask my mama go ask my brother

Go on South 12th and go ask Big London

Jamison and Gary and will know the truth

I was selling crack

With the cameras on the roof

You was never that

At the plant working turnarounds turnarounds

Little Steve hittin' your b**ch from the back

Matter fact

That's a fact when I seen it

Had to turn around

E-dub d**e boy lil' E big mook

Me and Foots in my truck with the burners out

When you was on 3rd St and ain't wanna squeeze

Pillow talking with your b**ch

Tryna play me like I'm weak

Now I'm coming at your girl

Top ni**a no problem

You will never find out another thing about it

Come to think about it

Got a coffee shop in Denver Colorado

I'mma catch her when she visiting her mama

Ri-Ri fine you're old man hate me

Can't rap like Gates f**king up lately

Me you and Dreka oughta take a vacation

We can have a threesome after waking up in Vegas

Give you 50k fail to mention what it came with

Eat pray making love see the world baby

Breadwinners swim where

I'm f**king with a gangsta

You can model for my line

I can make you famous

Running from my tongue

When I lick all in your anus

Intelligent the way I talk

Vagina I contained it

Ever been ate two mouths at the same time

Ever had lips on your booty and your p**sy

Got your body feeling mushy

When your water go to gushing

Brazillian wax

I don't like playing in the bushes

Pull your hair smack it bend back

Get a whoopin'

Late night when alone can't sleep

I got too many problems

The weight of the world on my shoulders

Pray that heaven do something about it

The chick that I'm lovin'

Wondering who is she f**kin'

The friends I got 'round me

Wonder which one of them sour

Pourin' the syrup pourin' the syrup

Pourin' the syrup

Pourin' the syrup pourin' the syrup

B**ch I'm pourin' the

Pourin' the syrup pourin' the syrup

Pourin' the syrup

B**ch I'm pourin' the syrup

Pourin' the syrup

B**ch I'm pourin' the syrup