Текст песни Greg Street f Ludacris - 6 O`Clock Vol. 1
Greg Street f Ludacris - 6 O`Clock Vol. 1 слова песни
[* People talking in the background *][Ludacris talking]Yeah, they never seen that shit comin`Greg Street and Ludacris, Georgia to TexasAll over y`all assDirty South nigga, check it[Ludacris]Now I`m an honest ho and all my hoes is honestLuda make you brace yourself like orthodontistI`m hooked on chronic and Smirnoff twistBut know ass in spandex is a turn-off bitchIt`s not right like chapped lips if you givin` some mouthNiggas want me on a song so I give em` the SouthThirty a verse, cars just for sixteen barsAnd that`s before I did this, so it probably went upEighty thousand dollar bonds, I ain`t givin` a fuckCause that`s change in my pocket, 45 I cock itClick before I spit then it`s time to scramBought a Cutlass on dubs, colored candy yamsAnd that`s bowling ball paint so I roll the laneKeep a poker face bitch and I fold the gameOn a come up, get done up and it`s time to creepFreestyle motherfucker, nightmare on Greg Street