Hook N Sling

Hook N Sling - Break Yourself (feat. Far East Movement) - video version songtekst

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All these freaks around me, playing they don't wanna leave
All this weed around, I'm only smoking on the finest tree
So break yourself, better break yourself

King of the chill, playing the life
And you're like just rolling blunts for me when I drive
Two symphonies stay polite
So push away in K-Town like a bag of rice
Two dokes, and I'm loco (loco)
Bitch give me head while I'm flipping off the popo
Pimp shit, take a zip of the potion
I'm acting these hoes, put that ass in the motion
That's post sin, all that dope flip like a roach clip
On a big chick with her own shit
Baking in yo house, girl, I'm in it now
Yo, I turn it out, turn it out
Chrome wheels stay spinning, hoes grinning, I', winning
Ah, we do it right
Sundays I'm sinning, no tripping
Just dipping ya to the light
Where the freaks at? At the motel
Where the G's hit you up like a jail cell
With yo hands up to the top shelf
All my bitches better break yourself

Better break yourself

All these freaks around me, playing they don't wanna leave
All this weed around, I'm only smoking on the finest tree
So break yourself, better break yourself

All these freaks around me, playing they don't wanna leave
All this weed around, I'm only smoking on the finest tree
So break yourself, better break yourself

What it do, all my max and hoes
Hit the jack and roll, we get it cracking oh, thorough
How's the things where I smoke the finest
So dentalized into my cheeky eyelids
I patch my lies, drop low like the bass
Gotta look my pew up-skirt, match the face
I can kill that coupe two drops and one ways
Give a cushion big so she forgot about Trae
So when we gonna fuck? Murder was the case
Got yo ice screaming on the rug, lemme get a taste
Numb, get a wind, never cum, pass it to my homie man
East side throw it up, moving, never play ahead
All these freaks around me, playing they don't wanna leave
All this weed around, I'm only smoking on the finest tree
Where the freaks at? At the motel
Where the G's hit you up like a jail cell
With yo hands up to the top shelf
All my bitches better break yourself

Better break yourself

All these freaks around me, playing they don't wanna leave
All this weed around, I'm only smoking on the finest tree
So break yourself, better break yourself

All these freaks around me, playing they don't wanna leave
All this weed around, I'm only smoking on the finest tree
So break yourself, better break yourself
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Uitgegeven in: 2015

Taal: Engels

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