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Becpot - 1-2-3 Freestyle Lyrics



Becpot - 1-2-3 Freestyle Lyrics




Love you right in the night
You my homegirl
I don't wanna trust nobody
Let me lay low
Like a rocket thrusting, girl
We getting higher
Buckle up we gon immerse in this desire
I can never get enough
She be actin' up, I don't want no bluff
Make it dirty make it rough
Threw her in the dustbin like a paper cup
Michael Jordan that's a trey
Got them wack busters, on my leash, bitch
Make this journey no escape
Tidal zone but, ain't no sponge bob
Riding round my block, bitch
Biting this cock she a codfish
Crossed our ways, like lockstitch
Baby you capping like hot pitch
Put all the stakes on my paycheck
Shit's fire like a plane wreck
Stabs of regret in the back, yeah
Got all my bros in the black, yeah
Popped some pills,
Baby, get down cuz this talk is cheap
Yeah
Count'em like 1,2,3
Gave me her brains, now she NPC
I'll be with it with a loaded weapon
On the road to heaven
Bring her back to me
Numbers rising, gimme no surprises
Got no plans on ice like
It was meant to be, yeah
Hit me up and I'm gon tell you that
My bitch so fine in her navy hat
CDs and vinyls know where you at
Quit it but grinding like devils, like devils, like
Tell me now how we gon settle that, settle that
Play it like you never did it, don't say nothing
Cut him off like a lipoma, fatty smoke
Seeing through you like an x-ray,
Speaking true unlike your ex, and
What the f*ck, I know they not
Making shit unless they cash in
Aching feet, baking heat, breaking schemes
Find me on the rating sheet
Drown in that ice
Pretty, she looks so nice
Cellies on flight
Baby, I'm crystalized
Bring you back
Show yourself, I wanna play
Do it all day
Girl, I'm doing it your way
Shame on you waiting on me till I burst on the scene, from the last row
Aiming my raiding army and I'm riding the beat like the cashflow
Getting high in the lobby pay the cost like a call on the payphone
Let me die I'm still on molly silent like you covered in spray foam
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English

Love you right in the night
You my homegirl
I don't wanna trust nobody
Let me lay low
Like a rocket thrusting, girl
We getting higher
Buckle up we gon immerse in this desire
I can never get enough
She be actin' up, I don't want no bluff
Make it dirty make it rough
Threw her in the dustbin like a paper cup
Michael Jordan that's a trey
Got them wack busters, on my leash, bitch
Make this journey no escape
Tidal zone but, ain't no sponge bob
Riding round my block, bitch
Biting this cock she a codfish
Crossed our ways, like lockstitch
Baby you capping like hot pitch
Put all the stakes on my paycheck
Shit's fire like a plane wreck
Stabs of regret in the back, yeah
Got all my bros in the black, yeah
Popped some pills,
Baby, get down cuz this talk is cheap
Yeah
Count'em like 1,2,3
Gave me her brains, now she NPC
I'll be with it with a loaded weapon
On the road to heaven
Bring her back to me
Numbers rising, gimme no surprises
Got no plans on ice like
It was meant to be, yeah
Hit me up and I'm gon tell you that
My bitch so fine in her navy hat
CDs and vinyls know where you at
Quit it but grinding like devils, like devils, like
Tell me now how we gon settle that, settle that
Play it like you never did it, don't say nothing
Cut him off like a lipoma, fatty smoke
Seeing through you like an x-ray,
Speaking true unlike your ex, and
What the f*ck, I know they not
Making shit unless they cash in
Aching feet, baking heat, breaking schemes
Find me on the rating sheet
Drown in that ice
Pretty, she looks so nice
Cellies on flight
Baby, I'm crystalized
Bring you back
Show yourself, I wanna play
Do it all day
Girl, I'm doing it your way
Shame on you waiting on me till I burst on the scene, from the last row
Aiming my raiding army and I'm riding the beat like the cashflow
Getting high in the lobby pay the cost like a call on the payphone
Let me die I'm still on molly silent like you covered in spray foam
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Writer: Тимохов Владимир Сергеевич, Ведехин Егор Сергеевич, Бушин Кирилл Вадимович
Copyright: Lyrics © Iricom US Ltd, РАСКАТ

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Performed By: Becpot
Language: English
Length: 2:07
Written by: Тимохов Владимир Сергеевич, Ведехин Егор Сергеевич, Бушин Кирилл Вадимович
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