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Lirik Lagu Skeme – Dirty Glove

By: Admin | Artist: S skeme | Published: 2024-04-07T09:17:53:00+07:00

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[hook]
chappo
run from the beast
i fill mah pocket up with green and start with mah team
i fill mah cup up with codeen
am talking slow on they lane
i pull up on any scene i bought that for a machine
am drinkin dirty riding dirty b-tch ain’t nothin bout me clean
am drinkin dirty riding dirty b-tch ain’t nothin bout me clean
am drinkin dirty riding dirty b-tch ain’t nothin bout me clean
i fill mah cup up with codeen
am talking slow on they lane
am drinkin dirty riding dirty b-tch

[verse 1]
am sippin a swerling like three six
i wanna hit the street with a freak b-tch
she out here talkin all that deep sh-t
i don’t want to give her nothin but deep d-ck
i can’t be blame for the failure
i made they world root for the villain
bad b-tches with me ready and willin
i buy the coop then tear up the ceiling
she give me that p-ssy to me am a drillin it
she know am a private person me lo no limit
what you call bawling we call screamin
trying as hard as i can to keep up mah image
too hard on the life with that sh-t we shippin
we ballin and p-ssin how you n-gg-s trippin
i swear to god bodies ain’t nothin but digits
i help out these n-gg-s i have about nine week
father figure tell ya n-gg-s that i am his son for years
put p-ss a lot on all these p-ssy n-gg-s i hope you don’t think you mah peers
pop em pain killers n-gg- cause we really ain’t dont got time for all em tears
ain’t got time for emotions i put up that fo but i never lose focus

[hook]
i fill mah pocket up with green and start with mah team
i fill mah cup up with codeen
am talking slow on they lane
i pull up on any scene i bought that for a machine
am drinkin dirty riding dirty b-tch ain’t nothin bout me clean
am drinkin dirty riding dirty b-tch ain’t nothin bout me clean
am drinkin dirty riding dirty b-tch ain’t nothin bout me clean
i fill mah cup up with cocaine
am talking slow on they lane
am drinkin dirty riding dirty b-tch

[verse 2]
i sip on that pimpin and boy
look whatcha lil n-gg- done
you want to turn the boy into an animal
fortified with the piranha go handle
you talk bout the keys ama bring a piano
you flashing the match and manos
we round that powder being power up
how you hate when you counting the money
stressing this sh-t ive be test up
young n-gg-s join you hands up
soon as you drive out ama go out and caught me the benz truck
ride around with the tents up
these n-gg-s never go see me
i can’t leave the workers they need me
am in it b-tch i ain’t gonna leave hope you n-gg-s believe me
yeah i wanted to get the geg and run through it
yeah starting out for suffering ain’t nothin to it
yeah i see an opportunity then run to it
i see that ac love lazy but america but how could you blame me that’s how you make me

[verse 3]
hey hey water on me need a rowboat
beat it up beat it she don’t want slow mo
have her on the stick like bogo
i just messing business let some no go
i don’t chase hoes thats a no no
you beat couple hoes like that po po
efin lighter than the iphone it’s with me every time i leave my home
haven’t felt a cardiac risk getting a minaj whatcha p-ss
i just throw that money like the pits
toys not go do it i got rich
nig-ss still talkin like a b-tch
talking bout everything about how they get rich
i just gave a mile to see a b-tch now she singing mah name
karaoke all on mah d-ck
i just put the mazzi on mah wrist
but i ain’t buying mazzi cause it carpy sh-t
smoking ogs sippin that all these big bottles on the shelf we ain’t drinking so a that
say i couldn’t do it and i did it
drove it off the floor and ran it money ain’t feed off the music
counting it make me motherf-cking dizzy
mama own phone bill

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