What's Wrong With Them (Explicit Version)
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โฑ๏ธ 3:31 duration
๐ ID: 1193251
๐ Lyrics
Life on the rocks
Too hard to swallow
So we get high till it feel like the sky low
Ya'll boys just a bunch of pussy cats, Milo
Money is the song
Pockets on high note
Do Re Mi Fa So
I rock like a fossil
Big boss shit, Paul Castellano
Shoot your ass up, now crawl out the condo
That's that nine nigga ughh, Rondo
Sleeping with the enemy, so I fuck the world
To Miss Louise Anna, the sweetest southern girl
The sweetest southern girl, sweetest southern girl
This is times up
Put your signs up
Made 'em pick my dude
Out the line-up
Baby what the fuck wrong, wrong with them
What the fuck wrong, wrong with them
You see many are called
But very few are chosen
Looking at the wall
You can feel them close in
Baby what the fuck wrong, wrong with them
What the fuck wrong, wrong with them
Mind over matter, money over all
The world is on my shoulders
Should I dust my shoulders off
Uzi rat-a-tatter, knocking over walls
Fuck the bullshit but just don't fuck it raw
Man pussy has a pattern and I know where I'm going
And if you got beef I turn it to a tenderloin
Sanity kills so I live the crazy life
I wonder if they'll pay attention if I change the price
Life is my wife, till death do us part
Man I'm fly as fuck, you ain't even next to depart
Quick draw McGraw, I hope you like art
This is 'times up"
Put your signs up
Made 'em pick my dude
Out the line-up
Baby what the fuck wrong, wrong with them
What the fuck wrong, wrong with them
You see many are called
But, very few are chosen
Looking at the wall
You can feel 'em close in
Baby what the fuck wrong, wrongwith them
What the fuck is wrong with them
Stepping on the bullshit, you can be my doormat
Y'all ain't going nowhere with that hating shit, four flat
Disrespectful on the beat, Borat
Fuck the system and the pussy wasn't all that
Yeah, now time's getting shorter
Red Light on your head like a fucking recorder now
Don't you cross me, you do better crossing the border
So much money piled up, I'm a mother fuckin' hoarder... Ugh
This is 'time's up'
Put your signs up
Made 'em pick my dude
Out the line-up
Baby what the fuck wrong, wrong with them
What the fuck wrong, wrong with them
You see many are called
But, very few are chosen
Looking at the wall
You can feel them close in
Baby what the fucking wrong, wrong with them
What the fuck wrong, wrong with them
Too hard to swallow
So we get high till it feel like the sky low
Ya'll boys just a bunch of pussy cats, Milo
Money is the song
Pockets on high note
Do Re Mi Fa So
I rock like a fossil
Big boss shit, Paul Castellano
Shoot your ass up, now crawl out the condo
That's that nine nigga ughh, Rondo
Sleeping with the enemy, so I fuck the world
To Miss Louise Anna, the sweetest southern girl
The sweetest southern girl, sweetest southern girl
This is times up
Put your signs up
Made 'em pick my dude
Out the line-up
Baby what the fuck wrong, wrong with them
What the fuck wrong, wrong with them
You see many are called
But very few are chosen
Looking at the wall
You can feel them close in
Baby what the fuck wrong, wrong with them
What the fuck wrong, wrong with them
Mind over matter, money over all
The world is on my shoulders
Should I dust my shoulders off
Uzi rat-a-tatter, knocking over walls
Fuck the bullshit but just don't fuck it raw
Man pussy has a pattern and I know where I'm going
And if you got beef I turn it to a tenderloin
Sanity kills so I live the crazy life
I wonder if they'll pay attention if I change the price
Life is my wife, till death do us part
Man I'm fly as fuck, you ain't even next to depart
Quick draw McGraw, I hope you like art
This is 'times up"
Put your signs up
Made 'em pick my dude
Out the line-up
Baby what the fuck wrong, wrong with them
What the fuck wrong, wrong with them
You see many are called
But, very few are chosen
Looking at the wall
You can feel 'em close in
Baby what the fuck wrong, wrongwith them
What the fuck is wrong with them
Stepping on the bullshit, you can be my doormat
Y'all ain't going nowhere with that hating shit, four flat
Disrespectful on the beat, Borat
Fuck the system and the pussy wasn't all that
Yeah, now time's getting shorter
Red Light on your head like a fucking recorder now
Don't you cross me, you do better crossing the border
So much money piled up, I'm a mother fuckin' hoarder... Ugh
This is 'time's up'
Put your signs up
Made 'em pick my dude
Out the line-up
Baby what the fuck wrong, wrong with them
What the fuck wrong, wrong with them
You see many are called
But, very few are chosen
Looking at the wall
You can feel them close in
Baby what the fucking wrong, wrong with them
What the fuck wrong, wrong with them
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:16.39] Life on the rocks
[00:17.63] Too hard to swallow
[00:19.25] So we get high till it feel like the sky low
[00:22.45] Ya'll boys just a bunch of pussy cats, Milo
[00:25.68] Money is the song
[00:27.23] Pockets on high note
[00:28.82] Do Re Mi Fa So
[00:30.15] I rock like a fossil
[00:32.01] Big boss shit, Paul Castellano
[00:35.28] Shoot your ass up, now crawl out the condo
[00:38.48] That's that nine nigga ughh, Rondo
[00:41.63] Sleeping with the enemy, so I fuck the world
[00:45.13] To Miss Louise Anna, the sweetest southern girl
[00:48.03] The sweetest southern girl, sweetest southern girl
[00:50.92] This is times up
[00:52.10] Put your signs up
[00:53.91] Made 'em pick my dude
[00:55.24] Out the line-up
[00:56.57] Baby what the fuck wrong, wrong with them
[01:00.06] What the fuck wrong, wrong with them
[01:03.23] You see many are called
[01:04.52] But very few are chosen
[01:06.58] Looking at the wall
[01:07.90] You can feel them close in
[01:09.70] Baby what the fuck wrong, wrong with them
[01:12.93] What the fuck wrong, wrong with them
[01:18.56] Mind over matter, money over all
[01:23.07] The world is on my shoulders
[01:24.50] Should I dust my shoulders off
[01:26.32] Uzi rat-a-tatter, knocking over walls
[01:29.58] Fuck the bullshit but just don't fuck it raw
[01:32.78] Man pussy has a pattern and I know where I'm going
[01:35.96] And if you got beef I turn it to a tenderloin
[01:38.84] Sanity kills so I live the crazy life
[01:42.04] I wonder if they'll pay attention if I change the price
[01:45.25] Life is my wife, till death do us part
[01:48.48] Man I'm fly as fuck, you ain't even next to depart
[01:51.66] Quick draw McGraw, I hope you like art
[01:54.90] This is 'times up"
[01:56.28] Put your signs up
[01:57.53] Made 'em pick my dude
[01:59.17] Out the line-up
[02:00.70] Baby what the fuck wrong, wrong with them
[02:04.48] What the fuck wrong, wrong with them
[02:07.19] You see many are called
[02:08.72] But, very few are chosen
[02:10.48] Looking at the wall
[02:12.00] You can feel 'em close in
[02:13.65] Baby what the fuck wrong, wrongwith them
[02:17.14] What the fuck is wrong with them
[02:20.56] Stepping on the bullshit, you can be my doormat
[02:23.78] Y'all ain't going nowhere with that hating shit, four flat
[02:27.28] Disrespectful on the beat, Borat
[02:30.44] Fuck the system and the pussy wasn't all that
[02:33.97] Yeah, now time's getting shorter
[02:36.58] Red Light on your head like a fucking recorder now
[02:39.79] Don't you cross me, you do better crossing the border
[02:43.03] So much money piled up, I'm a mother fuckin' hoarder... Ugh
[02:46.23] This is 'time's up'
[02:47.59] Put your signs up
[02:49.16] Made 'em pick my dude
[02:50.43] Out the line-up
[02:52.38] Baby what the fuck wrong, wrong with them
[02:55.53] What the fuck wrong, wrong with them
[02:58.26] You see many are called
[03:00.01] But, very few are chosen
[03:01.77] Looking at the wall
[03:03.33] You can feel them close in
[03:04.96] Baby what the fucking wrong, wrong with them
[03:08.17] What the fuck wrong, wrong with them
[03:16.61]
[00:17.63] Too hard to swallow
[00:19.25] So we get high till it feel like the sky low
[00:22.45] Ya'll boys just a bunch of pussy cats, Milo
[00:25.68] Money is the song
[00:27.23] Pockets on high note
[00:28.82] Do Re Mi Fa So
[00:30.15] I rock like a fossil
[00:32.01] Big boss shit, Paul Castellano
[00:35.28] Shoot your ass up, now crawl out the condo
[00:38.48] That's that nine nigga ughh, Rondo
[00:41.63] Sleeping with the enemy, so I fuck the world
[00:45.13] To Miss Louise Anna, the sweetest southern girl
[00:48.03] The sweetest southern girl, sweetest southern girl
[00:50.92] This is times up
[00:52.10] Put your signs up
[00:53.91] Made 'em pick my dude
[00:55.24] Out the line-up
[00:56.57] Baby what the fuck wrong, wrong with them
[01:00.06] What the fuck wrong, wrong with them
[01:03.23] You see many are called
[01:04.52] But very few are chosen
[01:06.58] Looking at the wall
[01:07.90] You can feel them close in
[01:09.70] Baby what the fuck wrong, wrong with them
[01:12.93] What the fuck wrong, wrong with them
[01:18.56] Mind over matter, money over all
[01:23.07] The world is on my shoulders
[01:24.50] Should I dust my shoulders off
[01:26.32] Uzi rat-a-tatter, knocking over walls
[01:29.58] Fuck the bullshit but just don't fuck it raw
[01:32.78] Man pussy has a pattern and I know where I'm going
[01:35.96] And if you got beef I turn it to a tenderloin
[01:38.84] Sanity kills so I live the crazy life
[01:42.04] I wonder if they'll pay attention if I change the price
[01:45.25] Life is my wife, till death do us part
[01:48.48] Man I'm fly as fuck, you ain't even next to depart
[01:51.66] Quick draw McGraw, I hope you like art
[01:54.90] This is 'times up"
[01:56.28] Put your signs up
[01:57.53] Made 'em pick my dude
[01:59.17] Out the line-up
[02:00.70] Baby what the fuck wrong, wrong with them
[02:04.48] What the fuck wrong, wrong with them
[02:07.19] You see many are called
[02:08.72] But, very few are chosen
[02:10.48] Looking at the wall
[02:12.00] You can feel 'em close in
[02:13.65] Baby what the fuck wrong, wrongwith them
[02:17.14] What the fuck is wrong with them
[02:20.56] Stepping on the bullshit, you can be my doormat
[02:23.78] Y'all ain't going nowhere with that hating shit, four flat
[02:27.28] Disrespectful on the beat, Borat
[02:30.44] Fuck the system and the pussy wasn't all that
[02:33.97] Yeah, now time's getting shorter
[02:36.58] Red Light on your head like a fucking recorder now
[02:39.79] Don't you cross me, you do better crossing the border
[02:43.03] So much money piled up, I'm a mother fuckin' hoarder... Ugh
[02:46.23] This is 'time's up'
[02:47.59] Put your signs up
[02:49.16] Made 'em pick my dude
[02:50.43] Out the line-up
[02:52.38] Baby what the fuck wrong, wrong with them
[02:55.53] What the fuck wrong, wrong with them
[02:58.26] You see many are called
[03:00.01] But, very few are chosen
[03:01.77] Looking at the wall
[03:03.33] You can feel them close in
[03:04.96] Baby what the fucking wrong, wrong with them
[03:08.17] What the fuck wrong, wrong with them
[03:16.61]