Songtext zu 'Rápido' von Troyman

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Eso de lo que vamos a hacer
Cuando ustedes quieren pasar por mí ciudad
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Ay Dios mío todo ese lado en la calle mucho frío (mucho frío)
The homies and the migos in the río
Mis amigos no tienen sentido (yeah)
Yeah), we just sit back and be like

Oh my God, you gon' get it (get it)
Think you got it, boy forget it (forget it)
Rápido, rápido, rápido (muy rápido)
Classy and nappy get at me doe, yeah

No poquito, no comprende
No surrender, heffe grande
All I know is do it illegante
High speed chase on the one-way
Get away or get a resort frappe
Headline another mugshot

Dis song sound like we made it in the holding cell
Waitin' to get bonded out
Huh, never let your record speak more than your performance
And you better exercise common sense
If you must read the comments
Things I ponder about
In the dead of night
Why a nigga prefer the bottom?

I guess dem niggas scared of height
I get dem niggas came up short on ambition
But I don't got they condition
I rather ask for forgiveness
Then wait to get yo permission
It's Gucci boot tho
Be on your ass, un minuto
Get ya hit lawyer, find a loophole
Got nothin' on me, damn

Ay Dios mío todo ese lado en la calle mucho frío (mucho frío)
The homies and the migos in the río
Mis amigos no tienen sentido (yeah
Yeah), we just sit back and be like

Oh my God, you gon' get it (get it)
Think you got it, boy forget it (forget it)
Rápido, rápido, rápido (muy rápido)
Classy and nappy get at me doe, yeah (uhh)

They don't know I'm bumpin' jon b doe (they don't know)
We bout to blackout, go don cheadle (blackout)
I flew my auntie out to montigo
Brought a check back underground
Shit, shoutout to bun b doe (pimp c)
That red and vodka, let's get it poppin' (whoo)

Straight to the top, ain't no other option
Damn the bull green on my head, that dennis rodman
Don't care what you pitchin'
My turn to bat, man, get to robbin' (whoo)
Give me the dough, give me the clothes

We need all that (we need all that)
Give the hoes to my bro's
Bring'em all back (bring'em all back)
Ola, mamacita
Super nice to meet ya
Like your features
But you know the game if not
Then here the bleachers (whoo)

Ay Dios mío todo ese lado en la calle mucho frío (mucho frío)
The homies and the migos in the río
Mis amigos no tienen sentido (yeah
Yeah), we just sit back and be like

Oh my God, you gon' get it (get it)
Think you got it, boy forget it (forget it)
Rápido, rápido, rápido (muy rápido)
Classy and nappy get at me doe, yeah

I was chilling with my squad
On a chick that's pacific islander
When a chrysler pulled up
And their fingers were twisted vile
And suggested by how their facial expression insinuated
Steak and filet
Of that angus beef is what they were aiming for
They gon' get it

Bitch, all y'all can kick rocks wearing flip-flops (flip-flops)
Your whole team'll get pissed on, we pissed off (we pissed off)
For your bullshit I ain't got time, no wristwatch
Pump pump, then dish off
Make'em jump jump, no kriss kross (my nigga)
Mi mama me ensenho a protegerme
Venga a mi ciudad, yo soy jefe
Tiengo más que mil soldados listos
Escuchando los gritos de enemigos (listos)

Ay Dios mío todo ese lado en la calle mucho frío (mucho frío)
The homies and the migos in the río
Mis amigos no tienen sentido (yeah
Yeah), we just sit back and be like

Oh my God, you gon' get it (get it)
Think you got it, boy forget it (forget it)
Rápido, rápido, rápido (muy rápido)
Classy and nappy get at me doe, yeah