Jim Jones
Jim Jones - Baggage Claim songtekst
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Chorus Says I've been gone for way too long Meet me at the baggage claim... phone Listen shit on the line... home And I can tell you if she locked tight I can tell you at the shit club right And I can tell you what a bedroom look like Every time we are out bitch we're gonna have a good night And none of this happening when we're all visual Hustle in the cold with the... hand Try to pitch my hands... frost spitting Look at this... frost spitting We used the bodies like a mortician Get caught don't speak like autism Look at her Nigger hit the... All you had lost is vision Can't approach life with more precision At this point I don't want the way for collision ... in the hood where we smoked some... cops They say I am rapping like a pistol in a... He said 30 is the new 20 ... in us if you buy a few 20s ... the dealer satellite 2-20 Holding beef on my sleep so I don't lose any Never friends with the blue pennies Plastic cups... handy On the corners where we shut... ... niggers still talking about... Black... but it cooked white And in the morning... Chorus And I am none but a holler nigger I sell drugs I never was a rubber nigger We use death for the last resort And I blue two stack at the last resort ... we was blowing out... on my 25... I am losing sleep... we hit the tails like we should You can call ma chris brown cause I hit your bitch ... it was love at first sight when I saw her coming ... bullets in the fucking air meter Chorus