CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : 180 Days
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(La música de Harry Fraud)
La-da-da-da, la-da-da-da, la-da-da-da, la-da-da-da
Keep the E in it, Chevy's on switches, baby
We smoking weed in it, don't post me in your pictures
If you can keep a secret, we could always kick it
This what they f**king with me for in the first place
Doc*menting my rise, representing my birth place
My homeboys buy me muscle cars on my birthday
My homeboys [?] probably before I know that they in the way
My b*t*h in the tub, she got your b*t*h feeding her grapes
I'm watching [?] your friend since the fourth grade got you on tape
Caught up and threaten to throw him behind the gates if he didn't cooperate
He handed you over that day on a silver plate to escape
Total disgrace, we don't do things that way
I ordered a Wrath, it's handmade, it take 180 days
You want it to happen overnight, you having a bad dream
When you wake up, my team beat and fled the scene with all the cream
That's right, British racing green on my latest foreign machine
Seat color look real close to tangerine peels
Soulja told you what happen to fakes in the field
I pour out a whole bottle for my podna [?] that real
East Side at all times still
Chevrolet on three wheels at the red light standing still
Reputation on stainless steel
(La música de Harry Fraud)
La-da-da-da, la-da-da-da, la-da-da-da, la-da-da-da
Keep the E in it, Chevy's on switches, baby
We smoking weed in it, don't post me in your pictures
If you can keep a secret, we could always kick it
This what they f**king with me for in the first place
Doc*menting my rise, representing my birth place
My homeboys buy me muscle cars on my birthday
My homeboys [?] probably before I know that they in the way
My b*t*h in the tub, she got your b*t*h feeding her grapes
I'm watching [?] your friend since the fourth grade got you on tape
Caught up and threaten to throw him behind the gates if he didn't cooperate
He handed you over that day on a silver plate to escape
Total disgrace, we don't do things that way
I ordered a Wrath, it's handmade, it take 180 days
You want it to happen overnight, you having a bad dream
When you wake up, my team beat and fled the scene with all the cream
That's right, British racing green on my latest foreign machine
Seat color look real close to tangerine peels
Soulja told you what happen to fakes in the field
I pour out a whole bottle for my podna [?] that real
East Side at all times still
Chevrolet on three wheels at the red light standing still
Reputation on stainless steel
