• 标题:Murda
  • 歌手:KiD Ink;Pusha T
  • 专辑:My Own Lane
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    Murda(feat.Pusha T) - KiD Ink;Pusha
    I got a piece, for all the drama
    Walking around like president Obama
    Yeah you see me with the team, deeper than the secret service
    Drop-drop-drop it down baby girl, you know it’s worth it
    Heard you looking for the shit, go get some tissue
    Let’s pay some bills, pockets fatter than a Swisha
    It’s Rocketship Shawty bout to drop another missile
    Put this bottle to your lips baby girl and french kiss it
    You ain’t innocent at al, it’s fucking murder
    Pull up, more shots in the burner, nah
    All I see is ass, prolly looking so perverted
    Getting money is the crime, baby guilty is the verdict
    (We up)
    Get higher (Get high)
    You ain’t innocent at all
    It’s, it’s fucking murder
    Shots in the burner
    More shots in the burner
    The king had a dream, I think im living
    They say they’re sour cause they’re riding the in limit
    Heads to the sky, it ain’t a limit
    But you gotta about a minute girl, to make up a decision
    Is you rocking with the team, or the opposition?
    Put you in the game, just gotta play your position
    See you the baddest here, ain’t gotta hold a petition
    Playing with your straw, I’ve been staring at you sipping
    You ain’t innocent at all, it’s fucking murder
    Turn up, more shots in the burner
    Saying that you’re straight as an arrow, I can turn you
    Baby ain’t nobody flyer, I know you can feel the turbulance
    It’ok, it’s fucking murder
    No angels allowed
    Baby you ain’t innocent, caught up in that world and
    Molly in the evening, girls kissing girls, and
    I ain’t here to judge at all, tryna get my twirl in
    Benefits of fucking with ‘em, shitting on your girlfriends
    Woo! The party girls run the night, baby
    Hah, cause boring bitches ain’t my type, ladies
    Mix it up, I’m in the French vanilla white lady
    And got rich selling all this ice ice baby
    Murda, murda, shots coming from everywhere
    Glow in the dark, Don P’s flowing heavy here (YUGH!)
    Another movie in the making
    Starring all these bitches, on these couches half naked
    (Push)