Rich Boy La La (We The Mafia) текст песни, слова песни La La (We The Mafia) Rich Boy
Rich Boy - La La (We The Mafia)
All white phantom like angel dust
La-la la-la we the mafia
La-la la-la we the mafia
One life we life, in gold we trust
Too slacks in the back, start night to dust
La-la la-la we the mafia
La-la la-la we the mafia
Now I'll be drinking cocktails with models from Channel
Pretty shapes with the face, two hundred dollar nails
Now money is my motivation but big cribs is the inspiration
Never know when feds operating
When friends start cooperating
Tap the whole rule of separating
We blinded by the money making
Fake and sorta shaking
Bring 'er home a bit breaking
Why you niggas faking?
Why you niggas hating?
Everything God sees and lawyers what they feed
Now you're praying in the ceil on your knees like please
Niggas got too much pride
They have a regular riot
Gotta get the rhymes with the inside
Too much candy on my drop
Got me with the sweet tooth
Indiana Jones disk is in my Benz coop
Niggas tryna ball, when the fuck they gonna win?
Too many fucking cars, where the fuck I'm riding in c'mon
One life we life, in gold we trust
All white phantom like angel dust
La-la la-la we the mafia
La-la la-la we the mafia
One life we life, in gold we trust
Too slacks in the back, start night to dust
La-la la-la we the mafia
La-la la-la we the mafia
A bad bitch make me see and smoking crack set you back
Bitches just rack till them niggas pushing packs
Don't buzz a trick, in the whole they lost this
Give a fuck about the bitch so I fuck 'er in my lake ya
At night my brother go to sleep, a pin just change the seats
There's niggas in the prison that will never see the street
Tryna get it out their soul, tryna get it out their mind
How the fuck they're doing time?
Wish they never would've grind
Now life ain't the same, rocking white gold frames
Me in your tank drinking serene in old plains
I want the cash, drop the fire and keep the nice bitches
Hitting everything when I bought my first plane
Just pay, don't complain to the lord about your plan
Friend of Louis with the games so I bought a wedding ring
Took sea to white bricks like a wet in the night
Cocaine, that's my wife and we're married for life
One life we life, in gold we trust
All white phantom like angel dust
La-la la-la we the mafia
La-la la-la we the mafia
One life we life, in gold we trust
Too slacks in the back, start night to dust
La-la la-la we the mafia
La-la la-la we the mafia
I'm riding in my Phantom and I'm listening to the opera
Bitch, this the mafia, yea bitch, this the mafia
I'm riding in my Phantom and I'm listening to the opera
Bitch, this the mafia, bitch, this the mafia
Some fools give big dough
Who's stopping us?
Who the fuck stopping us?
Ain't nobody stopping us
Some fools give big dough
Who's stopping us?
Ain't nobody stopping us
Who the fuck stopping us?
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