GLOBETROTTIN Songtext
von Maggi
GLOBETROTTIN Songtext
O-o-o dr-drop
I do it the best
Swoo, suwooo
Yeah yeah
Yeahhhhh
Ahhhhh
Yea
Yeah yeah
What′s on your mind
Ahhhhhh
I don't wanna fight
Oahhhhhh
Let′s just fuck instead
That'll fix all our problems
Make the bed rock yea
Like a golem
Lets go round the world bae
I wanna see all of it
Not worried about my bands
I don't care if you involved in it
I′m on my globetrotter shit
I′m ballin' out in Harlem
I do it the best
I do it the best
Just ask my bae
She could attest
Let′s pour up another
I'm tryna get fucked up
Im on the interstate
Tryna clear my thoughts
In my head
And I tend to get lost
I tend to lose control
I tend to lose control
I tend to lose control
My traction off
This roof come off
Her top come off for me
If you′re not my wife
Then bitch get off of me
Yeah, bitch get off
Yeah, bitch get off of me
Bitch get off
Yeah, bitch get off
Yeah, bitch get off
Uhhh
Some things better not said
Some texts better not read
Too many be on bullshit
And my time worth more than that
I'm picky where I shop
I like to get my clothes at Saks
I′m picky who I rock with
I like to see respect
I like to see you true, yeah
Say shit with your chest
True swag ahh
Yea theres levels to this shit
I'm off the planet
I'm alien
What′s on your mind
Ahhhhhh
I don′t wanna fight
Oahhhhhh
Let's just fuck instead
That′ll fix all our problems
Make the bed rock yea
Like a golem
Lets go round the world bae
I wanna see all of it
Not worried about my bands
I don't care if you involved in it
I′m on my globetrotter shit
I'm ballin′ out in Harlem
I do it the best
I do it the best
I do the best
I do the best
I do it the best
Swoo, suwooo
Yeah yeah
Yeahhhhh
Ahhhhh
Yea
Yeah yeah
What′s on your mind
Ahhhhhh
I don't wanna fight
Oahhhhhh
Let′s just fuck instead
That'll fix all our problems
Make the bed rock yea
Like a golem
Lets go round the world bae
I wanna see all of it
Not worried about my bands
I don't care if you involved in it
I′m on my globetrotter shit
I′m ballin' out in Harlem
I do it the best
I do it the best
Just ask my bae
She could attest
Let′s pour up another
I'm tryna get fucked up
Im on the interstate
Tryna clear my thoughts
In my head
And I tend to get lost
I tend to lose control
I tend to lose control
I tend to lose control
My traction off
This roof come off
Her top come off for me
If you′re not my wife
Then bitch get off of me
Yeah, bitch get off
Yeah, bitch get off of me
Bitch get off
Yeah, bitch get off
Yeah, bitch get off
Uhhh
Some things better not said
Some texts better not read
Too many be on bullshit
And my time worth more than that
I'm picky where I shop
I like to get my clothes at Saks
I′m picky who I rock with
I like to see respect
I like to see you true, yeah
Say shit with your chest
True swag ahh
Yea theres levels to this shit
I'm off the planet
I'm alien
What′s on your mind
Ahhhhhh
I don′t wanna fight
Oahhhhhh
Let's just fuck instead
That′ll fix all our problems
Make the bed rock yea
Like a golem
Lets go round the world bae
I wanna see all of it
Not worried about my bands
I don't care if you involved in it
I′m on my globetrotter shit
I'm ballin′ out in Harlem
I do it the best
I do it the best
I do the best
I do the best
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