Roscoe Dash
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Текст песни Roscoe Dash - USTA

I remember way back when
I used to turn up by myself
Now we done came a long way
Look at everybody else
All they wanna do is turn up
Turn up, turn up, turn up
All they wanna do is turn up
Turn up, turn up, turn up
All they wanna do is

Riding through the city with my top back
Bad bitch on my head like a top hat
Reminiscing on the money I ain't got yet
Kill the pain, never gonna see me, gotta cop that
Whatever I want at whatever time
Or just a hell of dream for a hell of a wife
For one hell of a blunt I got my head over high
I woke up from that dream with her hands high
I smoke one hell of a blunt to get my hell of a high
Got a billion texts, I never know how to drive
My ex bitch keep texting, I never replied
'Cause if I went back where she start my nigga without me
I snuck up in the club like I know somebody
I could buy the hotel, even own the lobby
Got so many women I got hoes somebody
And get paid every day like they owe somebody
If you got what it takes better show somebody
Shit, what's the deal, what's the word
That nigga Sco say he ain't doing hooks no more
Motherfucker didn't heard
That nigga got dope bars on deck
No charge, A1, no flaws
Man, that nigga go hard as a motherfucker
En guard, no pause

I remember way back when
I used to turn up by myself
Now we done came a long way
Look at everybody else
All they wanna do is turn up
Turn up, turn up, turn up
All they wanna do is turn up
Turn up, turn up, turn up
All they wanna do is

Look, I'mma get money till the casket drop
Y'all thought a nigga quit 'cause I had to stop
I have too much weight, they just have to cop it
And I make some new shit, I just have to drop
Like cut my check like I had a top
'Cause a nigga done been there
You was watching me, I'm turning for your mom's girl
That's why you blind over two nails
Let me throw a competition on a politician
A bearing fact that y'all cost efficient
I don't answer the phone if a cop is missing
So that shit explain why I'm optimistic
I need a window and a pot to piss in
Am EMJ and Scottie Pippen
And all that help but it still won't help
Nigga kill yourself but you watch the news
And niggas try to overlook what they don't understand
But really other bitches turn me out of hand
And I got so many hits that this bitch wanna say
Who wanna catch me? Now enough of that
And it's a nigga really know song for real
Yeah, they know it, yeah
'Cause I'm really better, that's all
And a little bit of that hoe

I remember way back when
I used to turn up by myself
Now we done came a long way
Look at everybody else
All they wanna do is turn up
Turn up, turn up, turn up
All they wanna do is turn up
Turn up, turn up, turn up
All they wanna do is

I don't really be tripping, no, all the time
And get to this money that's on my line
I said I'm way too, oh never fall behind
Can't say the same for you other niggas fall in line
This rap shit can be so much game
It's like a vacation, the niggas think you down
Some bitch niggas get a glimpse of shining
Start running round screaming that we world is my shit
That ain't your line, I get dough in here
Extra fair so stay on top of my shit
Musically I still used to be where I used to be
But I got tired of all of that shit
You niggas should be tired of losing, I'm tired of cruising
I wanna drive off in that shit
Yo bitch won't slide off of my dick
She love it, I says much ass
You love my style but you're stuck at me
She stuck to me, I'mma bounce back
To go where she want when she want
Transportation, translation, amputation
Fuck cutting, fuck something
Our squad is the nigga city, can't come, you never see when I kick it

I'm a 300 million show and these folks still screaming go
I smoke green, see green, I go
Not too wet it with the green I know
I show it all across the globe
Get 100 thousand a show
Took off all that shit I owe
Put off all that shit you owe
Never mind that shit 'cause it's right back
Been flexing all on your bitch ass
I just got a new necklace
And a watch with my wings ass
My girl kissed her girlfriend on the mouth
What a sick ass, you know my sex driving
She don't never ever, ever, ever, ever wanna get my game mad
I'm Sinbad, no I sin bad
Fresh every day, I got ten swag
Kill these motherfuckers like Bin Laden
Flow on fire like 10 dragons
She called to the game, y'all been lagging
I guess that's what they mad for
I always knew we was number one but just really don't like the press
So I just kick it

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