4or Daze

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Sleepy Hallow - Rap, In English

4or Daze

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[Intro] Oh, oh I got drip for days, I got drip Yeah Great John on the beat, by the way Hold on (Look) [Chorus] I got drip for days (I got drip) No, you can't catch this wave (No) She tryna fuck, take dick for days, uh (She tryna fuck) I'm tryna trap and get paid, uh She fell in love with it, uh (She fell in love) She fell in love with the gang, uh (Yeah) You better come get her, uh (You better come) I got her sayin' my name (I got her sayin' my name) [Verse 1] Bro hit the dash, now we switchin' lanes (Lanes) I turn the pain to fame (Pain to fame) One shot from this Glock get your face rearranged (Arranged) You changed, I stayed the same (The same) T2MB, we done paved the way, fall back like a fade-away I dare a nigga test that I done got shot and I done shot back SB on a drill, that's a opp pack We've been in the field, gotta move tact, hold on [Bridge] Fuck it, I'm done with the Act', huh Perkys, I'm givin' 'em back, nah Fuck it, let me pop one more Bro just caught a body tryna up that score, uh We left his face on the floor, uh Now watch me flex on the tour Way back then I was way too poor Now I rock Mike Amiris with Diors, hol' on [Chorus] I got drip for days (I got drip) No, you can't catch this wave (Wave) She tryna fuck, take dick for days, uh (Dick for days) I'm tryna trap and get paid, uh (Get paid) She fell in love with it, uh (She fell in love) She fell in love with the gang, uh You better come get her, uh (You better come) I got her sayin' my name (I got her sayin' my name) [Verse 2] I got 'em jackin' the steeze They don't like you, they lovin' on me The price just went up, had to double the fee That's your bitch, why she up on her knees? That's your mans, why he talk to police? Swear these niggas ain't meant for these streets These bitches ain't loyal, they love on the team, oh You know I'm fly like Rio Run up on a nigga, take shit like Deebo Trap spot hot like Nino, huh But we can't go out like that nigga (We can't go out) I run in your house with my niggas (I run in your house) You ride with that stick, better pull on that trigger, huh Or you can get hit by a hitter Free Cesar, he droppin' shit, ain't talkin' litter Free Fross, I'm still sending him pictures I can't love on that bitch, she too bitter (She too bitter) You know me, I forgive and forget her [Chorus] I got drip for days (I got drip) No, you can't catch this wave (Wave) She tryna fuck, take dick for days, uh (She tryna fuck) I'm tryna trap and get paid, uh She fell in love with it, uh (She fell in love) She fell in love with the gang, uh You better come get her, uh (You better come) I got her sayin' my name (I got her sayin' my name)

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  • Sleepy Hallow