Frank White

Lyrics
[Hook] Turn your wall red in your wall white Cocaine fiends and they all white All of mi thugs them dem all right Yeah I run the street call me Frank White, grr Frank White, yeah, yeah, Frank White Yeah I run the street call me Frank White, grr R.I.P you're a dead guy Shoot you in your face, broad daylight [Verse 1] You can't walk a mile in these Louis shoes All the cash on me, I've been paying dues One more word to me nigga, action news My four-five sneezing like it got the flu Burberry belt hold the ting-ting Nigga cuff they hoe like they in Sing Sing God like Zuse make pass moves Never met my shooter, that's a passed move [Hook] Turn your wall red in your wall white Cocaine fiends and they all white All of mi thugs them dem all right Yeah I run the street call me Frank White, grr Frank White, yeah, yeah, Frank White Yeah I run the street call me Frank White, grr R.I.P you're a dead guy Shoot you in your face, broad daylight [Verse 2] They love me like Hova Copyright, Coca-Cola Got rich off of the yola Now I overlook orders They love me like I'm coca Talking rock like I'm Hova Moving bricks underwater On the phone with my lawyer As a few [?] Move the ye 'cross the border Want a war I'mma show ya Ridin' high in a Rover I got love for my soldiers They will leave you in comas Chopper under the sofa Fuck around, I will smoke ya, yeah [Hook] Turn your wall red in your wall white Cocaine fiends and they all white All of mi thugs them dem all right Yeah I run the street call me Frank White, grr Frank White, yeah, yeah, Frank White Yeah I run the street call me Frank White, grr R.I.P you're a dead guy Shoot you in your face, broad daylight
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- Writers
- Zuse