Sunset Hill Songtext
von Nine Vicious
Sunset Hill Songtext
Say what?
I can tell the real from the fake
I can tell your bitch wanna come and play (say what?)
Diamonds on my ear, bitch, I get paid
I′m shootin' shit, no, I don′t run no fades
Put them racks on you, I got cake
Throw them fuckin' racks as if you paid (nigga, what?)
I want you, baby, we gonna come and stay
She ride that dick like that bitch a slave (say what?)
Huh, I can tell the real from the fake
Ha, ha
Huh
Emotions, so many emotions
She's a clout bitch, she tryna get her content
She all on my body like it′s pollen
Where your partner at? My shooter riding
Where your partner at? My shooter riding, nigga
I like hoes, I ain′t got no time for niggas
I got a big blick, know that shit beside me, nigga
YSL, you knowin' I′m a slimy nigga
I can tell the real from the fake
I can tell your bitch wanna come and play (say what?)
Diamonds on my ear, bitch, I get paid
I'm shootin′ shit, no, I don't run no fades
Put them racks on you, I got cake
Throw them fuckin′ racks as if you paid (nigga, what?)
I want you, baby, we gonna come and stay
She ride that dick like that bitch a slave (say what?)
Throw them fuckin' racks as if you paid
Throw them fuckin' racks as if you paid
Throw them fuckin′ racks as if you paid
Throw them fuckin′ racks as if you paid (emotions)
Emotions
Emotions, emotions, emotions, emotions
I can tell the real from the fake
I can tell your bitch wanna come and play (say what?)
Diamonds on my ear, bitch, I get paid
I′m shootin' shit, no, I don′t run no fades
Put them racks on you, I got cake
Throw them fuckin' racks as if you paid (nigga, what?)
I want you, baby, we gonna come and stay
She ride that dick like that bitch a slave (say what?)
Huh, I can tell the real from the fake
Ha, ha
Huh
Emotions, so many emotions
She's a clout bitch, she tryna get her content
She all on my body like it′s pollen
Where your partner at? My shooter riding
Where your partner at? My shooter riding, nigga
I like hoes, I ain′t got no time for niggas
I got a big blick, know that shit beside me, nigga
YSL, you knowin' I′m a slimy nigga
I can tell the real from the fake
I can tell your bitch wanna come and play (say what?)
Diamonds on my ear, bitch, I get paid
I'm shootin′ shit, no, I don't run no fades
Put them racks on you, I got cake
Throw them fuckin′ racks as if you paid (nigga, what?)
I want you, baby, we gonna come and stay
She ride that dick like that bitch a slave (say what?)
Throw them fuckin' racks as if you paid
Throw them fuckin' racks as if you paid
Throw them fuckin′ racks as if you paid
Throw them fuckin′ racks as if you paid (emotions)
Emotions
Emotions, emotions, emotions, emotions
Writer(s): Westen Weiss, Orion Kiho Meshorer, Campbell Rolsten-clemmer, Trevon Echols Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

