Follow My Lead 歌词
| 歌曲 | Follow My Lead |
| 歌手 | South Park Mexican |
| 专辑 | SPM: The Purity Album |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| Well baby beesh, that's my handle, money mackin' | |
| Commando, blowin' like a candle, on that pearl and | |
| Wood panel, modern day marlon brando | |
| Squares don't understando | |
| Play like a piano when i'm flipping through the | |
| Channel, man don't make me lose convultions, chokin' | |
| On some doja, cars keep flippin' over | |
| Getting' jags and testerosas | |
| Motorola, coca-cola, stay high and never sober | |
| Got them hot girls makin' love to my poster | |
| Attitude kinda flippy, pockets never skimpy | |
| Married to marijuana with that drama you can miss me | |
| Fifty-fifty i'm a playa, slash money maker by nature | |
| I get that paper pushin' green and snowyflaka | |
| Make a good girl turn to sinna | |
| Puttin' inches all up in her | |
| Blaze the bitch up now she's a bread winner | |
| I'm a gold digga, kick a hole through your front door | |
| Nigga, don't try to fight it, give it up, let it go. | |
| Chorus: | |
| Follow my lead huh, do as i say not as i do. (x3) | |
| Follow my lead huh, mayday mayday. (x5) | |
| [second verse] | |
| I remember way back in the day | |
| I used to get spankings from my momma | |
| But uh now this lil' ass baby smokin' on dank in the | |
| Bahamas, got a pair of versace pajamas | |
| Little mommas say i'm a sex symbol | |
| I come through with the blue coug | |
| And shit i'm thinkin' lexus limo | |
| I'm a swang three lanes to the piece and chain | |
| And the pinky ring i'm gonna blind | |
| Cuz it's my time, i pack my dime, i put two holes | |
| Right in your spine | |
| Every time you talkin' down my rhyme | |
| Boy i beat yo lil' behind | |
| And stop and rewind, feel my lines | |
| Bottle like me, i'm gonna shine | |
| Little christian on a mission | |
| But listen he gaining recognition | |
| In the expedition, it's gonna glistin' | |
| Got a line and he went fishin' | |
| Pay attention to the louisiano recano regano with a | |
| Blano, i be puffin' on a big fano | |
| Got mo' green than the motherfucking lotto | |
| Nigga i'm the one, the christian | |
| The lucky motherfucker outside of the yukon | |
| I'm swangin' fo's, i'm slangin' hoes | |
| Representing of the way houston | |
| These boys ain't ready for the age of levy in a ss | |
| Chevy on perely | |
| Nigga i be sippin' lean | |
| And i'm counting green | |
| Cuz boy i'm all about my feria (feria). | |
| Chorus | |
| [third verse] | |
| I promise this song is harder than my dick is | |
| I won in the olympics for cooking the most chickens | |
| Gold medal around my necka, living la vida chueca | |
| Puck checka, chuck wrecka, nobody do it betta | |
| I'm best when under presha, smoke up in my chest | |
| Momma mad, cuz i just just failed my piss test | |
| Brain deader than a door knob | |
| This is, for my road dog | |
| Fresh out the pen i take him out to get a blowjob | |
| I'm so shy, controlling the streets, like a robot | |
| The one to put a dope house | |
| I'm sorry but it won't stop | |
| My door got kicked in once before | |
| And i'm sho' they won't try that stupid shit no more | |
| I put holes up in they asses | |
| Broke em' like some glasses | |
| Niggas was falling just like my motherfuking pants is | |
| Answers your questions, throwed as mexicans | |
| Snatch your bitch up and dig deep in her intestines. | |
| Chorus |
| Well baby beesh, that' s my handle, money mackin' | |
| Commando, blowin' like a candle, on that pearl and | |
| Wood panel, modern day marlon brando | |
| Squares don' t understando | |
| Play like a piano when i' m flipping through the | |
| Channel, man don' t make me lose convultions, chokin' | |
| On some doja, cars keep flippin' over | |
| Getting' jags and testerosas | |
| Motorola, cocacola, stay high and never sober | |
| Got them hot girls makin' love to my poster | |
| Attitude kinda flippy, pockets never skimpy | |
| Married to marijuana with that drama you can miss me | |
| Fiftyfifty i' m a playa, slash money maker by nature | |
| I get that paper pushin' green and snowyflaka | |
| Make a good girl turn to sinna | |
| Puttin' inches all up in her | |
| Blaze the bitch up now she' s a bread winner | |
| I' m a gold digga, kick a hole through your front door | |
| Nigga, don' t try to fight it, give it up, let it go. | |
| Chorus: | |
| Follow my lead huh, do as i say not as i do. x3 | |
| Follow my lead huh, mayday mayday. x5 | |
| second verse | |
| I remember way back in the day | |
| I used to get spankings from my momma | |
| But uh now this lil' ass baby smokin' on dank in the | |
| Bahamas, got a pair of versace pajamas | |
| Little mommas say i' m a sex symbol | |
| I come through with the blue coug | |
| And shit i' m thinkin' lexus limo | |
| I' m a swang three lanes to the piece and chain | |
| And the pinky ring i' m gonna blind | |
| Cuz it' s my time, i pack my dime, i put two holes | |
| Right in your spine | |
| Every time you talkin' down my rhyme | |
| Boy i beat yo lil' behind | |
| And stop and rewind, feel my lines | |
| Bottle like me, i' m gonna shine | |
| Little christian on a mission | |
| But listen he gaining recognition | |
| In the expedition, it' s gonna glistin' | |
| Got a line and he went fishin' | |
| Pay attention to the louisiano recano regano with a | |
| Blano, i be puffin' on a big fano | |
| Got mo' green than the motherfucking lotto | |
| Nigga i' m the one, the christian | |
| The lucky motherfucker outside of the yukon | |
| I' m swangin' fo' s, i' m slangin' hoes | |
| Representing of the way houston | |
| These boys ain' t ready for the age of levy in a ss | |
| Chevy on perely | |
| Nigga i be sippin' lean | |
| And i' m counting green | |
| Cuz boy i' m all about my feria feria. | |
| Chorus | |
| third verse | |
| I promise this song is harder than my dick is | |
| I won in the olympics for cooking the most chickens | |
| Gold medal around my necka, living la vida chueca | |
| Puck checka, chuck wrecka, nobody do it betta | |
| I' m best when under presha, smoke up in my chest | |
| Momma mad, cuz i just just failed my piss test | |
| Brain deader than a door knob | |
| This is, for my road dog | |
| Fresh out the pen i take him out to get a blowjob | |
| I' m so shy, controlling the streets, like a robot | |
| The one to put a dope house | |
| I' m sorry but it won' t stop | |
| My door got kicked in once before | |
| And i' m sho' they won' t try that stupid shit no more | |
| I put holes up in they asses | |
| Broke em' like some glasses | |
| Niggas was falling just like my motherfuking pants is | |
| Answers your questions, throwed as mexicans | |
| Snatch your bitch up and dig deep in her intestines. | |
| Chorus |
| Well baby beesh, that' s my handle, money mackin' | |
| Commando, blowin' like a candle, on that pearl and | |
| Wood panel, modern day marlon brando | |
| Squares don' t understando | |
| Play like a piano when i' m flipping through the | |
| Channel, man don' t make me lose convultions, chokin' | |
| On some doja, cars keep flippin' over | |
| Getting' jags and testerosas | |
| Motorola, cocacola, stay high and never sober | |
| Got them hot girls makin' love to my poster | |
| Attitude kinda flippy, pockets never skimpy | |
| Married to marijuana with that drama you can miss me | |
| Fiftyfifty i' m a playa, slash money maker by nature | |
| I get that paper pushin' green and snowyflaka | |
| Make a good girl turn to sinna | |
| Puttin' inches all up in her | |
| Blaze the bitch up now she' s a bread winner | |
| I' m a gold digga, kick a hole through your front door | |
| Nigga, don' t try to fight it, give it up, let it go. | |
| Chorus: | |
| Follow my lead huh, do as i say not as i do. x3 | |
| Follow my lead huh, mayday mayday. x5 | |
| second verse | |
| I remember way back in the day | |
| I used to get spankings from my momma | |
| But uh now this lil' ass baby smokin' on dank in the | |
| Bahamas, got a pair of versace pajamas | |
| Little mommas say i' m a sex symbol | |
| I come through with the blue coug | |
| And shit i' m thinkin' lexus limo | |
| I' m a swang three lanes to the piece and chain | |
| And the pinky ring i' m gonna blind | |
| Cuz it' s my time, i pack my dime, i put two holes | |
| Right in your spine | |
| Every time you talkin' down my rhyme | |
| Boy i beat yo lil' behind | |
| And stop and rewind, feel my lines | |
| Bottle like me, i' m gonna shine | |
| Little christian on a mission | |
| But listen he gaining recognition | |
| In the expedition, it' s gonna glistin' | |
| Got a line and he went fishin' | |
| Pay attention to the louisiano recano regano with a | |
| Blano, i be puffin' on a big fano | |
| Got mo' green than the motherfucking lotto | |
| Nigga i' m the one, the christian | |
| The lucky motherfucker outside of the yukon | |
| I' m swangin' fo' s, i' m slangin' hoes | |
| Representing of the way houston | |
| These boys ain' t ready for the age of levy in a ss | |
| Chevy on perely | |
| Nigga i be sippin' lean | |
| And i' m counting green | |
| Cuz boy i' m all about my feria feria. | |
| Chorus | |
| third verse | |
| I promise this song is harder than my dick is | |
| I won in the olympics for cooking the most chickens | |
| Gold medal around my necka, living la vida chueca | |
| Puck checka, chuck wrecka, nobody do it betta | |
| I' m best when under presha, smoke up in my chest | |
| Momma mad, cuz i just just failed my piss test | |
| Brain deader than a door knob | |
| This is, for my road dog | |
| Fresh out the pen i take him out to get a blowjob | |
| I' m so shy, controlling the streets, like a robot | |
| The one to put a dope house | |
| I' m sorry but it won' t stop | |
| My door got kicked in once before | |
| And i' m sho' they won' t try that stupid shit no more | |
| I put holes up in they asses | |
| Broke em' like some glasses | |
| Niggas was falling just like my motherfuking pants is | |
| Answers your questions, throwed as mexicans | |
| Snatch your bitch up and dig deep in her intestines. | |
| Chorus |
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