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Текст песни Big Sean - Mula слова

16 сентября 2012 г. Просмотров: 1673 RSS
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(Intro)

Where my real niggas that's gonna ride with me

Where my fire freaks hat's gonna ride with me

Where my real niggas that's gonna ride with me

Where my fire freaks hat's gonna ride with me


(Hook)

Ain't nothing more important than the mula

Ain't nothing more important than the mula

Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah


(Verse : Big Sean)

Tell the police I'ma stack this paper 'til I overdose

Woodie, hoodie ,slowly back your bitch ass up your over close

I overflow on all the hoes, my niggers is over height

Shooting up your phantom night and call your shit the holy ghost

Mercy, Lord would you please have mercy

And protect me from the hoes if their life ain't sweet they go desert me

Shut the fuck up and stand out when you see me like I'm the verdict

That's respect now I got your wifey and you're back to using jerk and hurt

Sick and spill and tip it for my niggers who done passed away

Charge your ass a fuck you fee and make you pay your tax today

I'm on the secluded all I swear I feel like cast away

Put that money in my shooter hands and tell 'em blast away

Look I feel like getting paper is my destiny

'Til I rest in peace ,getting money recipe

Throw my mic is what you want,bitch just leave the rest to me

Ain't no motherfucking rest for me ,

'Cause


(Hook x2)

Ain't nothing more important than the mula

Ain't nothing more important than the mula

Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah


(Verse : French Montana)

Ain't nothing more important than the mula

Diamond rings, hundred chains ,slick rick the rula

I got cars ,cribs all in my name

Got them m's all in that bank

Grip blake all in that paint, stack some bread come watch me pray

Pray that never die broke get them cases by the boat

Went shopping bought the store, shorty snuck her fell that crab

Eating lobster on my dinner plate

Stacking all this money homie trying to see that ceiling break

Mula ain't everything homie, is the only thing

Came from the hall of piss straight to the hall of fame

Talking money we got it , thug boys shoot your style

Aim good I ain't brawling I'm just chasing them commie's hide

My niggas ride got five and my bitches ten

Got that China white call it German land

Ain't nothing more important than the mula

A chain,a fridge ,big freezer and a cooler


(Hook x2)

Ain't nothing more important than the mula

Ain't nothing more important than the mula

Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah


(Outro)

Where my real niggas that's gonna ride with me

Where my fire freaks hat's gonna ride with me

Where my real niggas that's gonna ride with me

Where my fire freaks hat's gonna ride with me

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