Текст песни Mr. Short Khop f Kokane - Dollaz, Drank, and Dank
Mr. Short Khop f Kokane - Dollaz, Drank, and Dank слова песни
[Kokane talking]Fuck you, fuck youNow I lay em` down to sleepfuck you, fuck you[Verse 1]It goes down like thisSlingshot so I can`t missKnown to put em all in a twistKhop[chop] C.G, top mack shop hitting CBank shot top of the keyHit you in the gut with this he-reNo you can`t touch this he-reCome run with one young musketeerAnd smoke one four the broke oneBlow one for the poor oneGrab your cups pour the potionFrom the get go, my shit flow Like the bombay tweed wit a siscoAnd at the discoI want you movin in your chucksSliddin in your gatorsHigh heels and pumpsEnemies and hatersShake the beams and the pistols wit itI`mma go on and grab the sticky greenWith the crystals in itDo your thizzle wit itJust how you want toAnd everybody gone doAnd can`t no nigga do it like this nigga do[Chorus]I love my cheese, I got to have my chedderI love my drank, but on the rocks is betterDon`t love no hoes, cuz they full of dramaI love my weed, I love marijuana[Verse 2]It go red light, flashlight, hit the black lightKnown to keep the sack tightGet your act rightWhether in your 750`sRiders on your back slowing down for train tracksPush it back on the mapBeen a long time comingIn the cut long time gunningHeat keep humingPass it to the point guard rookieOut to stash chips last cookiesThen mash to the backyard boogieSpending huns on my loved onesGive a dose backWith the haterism hold thatYou can find me in the backWhere they blows atOff the yack and the prozackWhere the homies and the hoes at[Repeat Chorus][Verse 3]Now gone and give her two thumbs upFor this little one cuntYoung runtAnd give me two more for the funkBang the trunk out the window halfwayRoll em up hot-boxRoaches in the ashtrayHead steady noddingFeeling old school, steady mobbinMouth full of cottonSo gone and bend a corner with meWe could ride to the storeMe young bandit, if you aint knowI been young super nigga Even before Cube scooped a niggaWay back had the hay-sackAnd had a pocket full of lootBump with the doucheWork in the hoodHeata in the bushAnd I used to hold a sackTill a nigga got rich like QuaterbacksNow I throw the sacIt`s either that or blow a sackStill keep in tactAn in a quater sackMaking transactions [Huh][Repeat Chorus 2x]