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POCKETS! - SIDE B

👤 LilyNiku 🎼 POCKETS! - SIDE B (Single) ⏱️ 2:58
🎵 1921 characters
⏱️ 2:58 duration
🆔 ID: 11381838

📜 Lyrics

M-M-Money fallin' out my pockets while I run from the police
I-I don't give a fuck, I cock it back, he done, there ain't no peace
The chorus–the chorus hits like it's the hammer on the piece
M-motherfucker, what you talkin' 'bout? I'm slicker than some grease
Slide it– Slide it on 'em with the choppa
S-S-Slide it on 'em like a slip n' slide
W-w-water, w-w-water on my neck, my Spanish ho say that shit agua
C-C-Cocaína, that shit went through Nicaragua
And-and yeah, I keep that pistol on me, that's my nigga stopper
And-and fuck the way you think I should be talking pr-pr-proper
Put the AK-47, talkin' back like you his papa
P-P-Pop in at the opposition, with lead and copper
C-C-C-Cock it back and let it bang
What–what you hear in the music, hyper-violence in the pain
The chorus–the chorus don't tell you what you get with the fame
More bitches for the killin' nigga—
With my—with my—with my—with my—with my–
With my Glock I clock it

Money fallin' out my pockets while I run from the police
I-I don't give a fuck, I cock it back, he done, there ain't no peace
The chorus–the chorus hits like it's the hammer on the piece
M-motherfucker, what you talkin' 'bout? I'm slicker than some grease
Slide it– Slide it on 'em with the choppa
S-S-Slide it on 'em like a slip n' slide
W-w-water, w-w-water on my neck, my Spanish ho say that shit agua
C-C-Cocaína, that shit went through Nicaragua
And-and yeah, I keep that pistol on me, that's my nigga stopper
And-and fuck the way you think I should be talking pr-pr-proper
Put the AK-47, talkin' back like you his papa
P-P-Pop in at the opposition, with lead and copper
C-C-C-Cock it back and let it bang
What–what you hear in the music, hyper-violence in the pain
The chorus–the chorus, don't tell you what you get with the fame
More bitches for the killin' nigga—
With my—with my—with my—with my—with my–
With my glock I clock it

⏱️ Synced Lyrics

[00:21.03] M-M-Money fallin' out my pockets while I run from the police
[00:23.92] I-I don't give a fuck, I cock it back, he done, there ain't no peace
[00:26.98] The chorus–the chorus hits like it's the hammer on the piece
[00:29.60] M-motherfucker, what you talkin' 'bout? I'm slicker than some grease
[00:32.40] Slide it– Slide it on 'em with the choppa
[00:34.54] S-S-Slide it on 'em like a slip n' slide
[00:36.76] W-w-water, w-w-water on my neck, my Spanish ho say that shit agua
[00:40.47] C-C-Cocaína, that shit went through Nicaragua
[00:42.89] And-and yeah, I keep that pistol on me, that's my nigga stopper
[00:45.73] And-and fuck the way you think I should be talking pr-pr-proper
[00:48.68] Put the AK-47, talkin' back like you his papa
[00:51.38] P-P-Pop in at the opposition, with lead and copper
[00:54.07] C-C-C-Cock it back and let it bang
[00:55.84] What–what you hear in the music, hyper-violence in the pain
[00:58.53] The chorus–the chorus don't tell you what you get with the fame
[01:01.45] More bitches for the killin' nigga—
[01:03.07] With my—with my—with my—with my—with my–
[01:04.96] With my Glock I clock it
[01:06.00]
[01:49.39] Money fallin' out my pockets while I run from the police
[01:51.98] I-I don't give a fuck, I cock it back, he done, there ain't no peace
[01:54.63] The chorus–the chorus hits like it's the hammer on the piece
[01:57.46] M-motherfucker, what you talkin' 'bout? I'm slicker than some grease
[02:00.31] Slide it– Slide it on 'em with the choppa
[02:02.27] S-S-Slide it on 'em like a slip n' slide
[02:04.69] W-w-water, w-w-water on my neck, my Spanish ho say that shit agua
[02:08.01] C-C-Cocaína, that shit went through Nicaragua
[02:10.77] And-and yeah, I keep that pistol on me, that's my nigga stopper
[02:13.30] And-and fuck the way you think I should be talking pr-pr-proper
[02:16.05] Put the AK-47, talkin' back like you his papa
[02:19.15] P-P-Pop in at the opposition, with lead and copper
[02:21.66] C-C-C-Cock it back and let it bang
[02:23.77] What–what you hear in the music, hyper-violence in the pain
[02:26.38] The chorus–the chorus, don't tell you what you get with the fame
[02:29.54] More bitches for the killin' nigga—
[02:30.97] With my—with my—with my—with my—with my–
[02:32.57] With my glock I clock it
[02:33.89]

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