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[Berner]

Bust a couple bands

Blow a 100 fast

I just made a hundred off of 50 pay

Where them bad Asian bitches holdin down my city at?

Where them girls from the A with that pretty face?

Round thing, yeah I’m on that loud thang

Pop another bottle, shooting corks at the crowd: dang!

Yeah, I’m a stunna, nah, I ain’t Baby tho

Young dude with the lazy flow

Watch all these ladies go

Crazy when I pull up right beside em

I do a buck 30, I’m just into flying

I smell like dirty money, plus this cookie that I’m lighting

Bucket’s full of ice and bottles on fire inside em

[Hook]

Call em Yoko Ono

Only ride solo

Mission for the dolo

One look in her eyes, she’ll eat you alive

She’s a man eater, ski mask diva

She might up ‘n leave you, but you can never leave her

You ain’t never had someone, you can never keep her

Tricking on the next man, he can’t have her either..

I Call her Yoko Ono

[Chris Brown]

Look, got a boatload of them Asian hoes

On vacation steady bakin with Jamaican hoes

I got cash boy, I don’t care what you makin ho

50 thousand on my wrist: I’m feedin eskimos

Damn! Put VA on this shit

Buy 100 f-ckin bottles, let em spray in this bitch

My money flow real long, I do relays in this bitch

And you know I kill songs, it’s Burner, CB & Wiz

Alrighty now, ha, look at me, rose, I’m on nigga

15 grand on a what, That’s just my phone, nigga

Northern California, where blunts look like cones, nigga

Two up, two down, make that switch, yeah

[Hook]

Call em Yoko Ono

Only ride solo

Mission for the dolo

One look in her eyes, she’ll eat you alive

She’s a man eater, ski mask diva

She might leave you, but you can never leave her

You ain’t never had someone, you can never keep her

Tricking on the next man, he can’t have her either..

Call her Yoko Ono

[Wiz Khalifa]

Shades on, Polo white T

Me leaving here alone? That’s unlikely

Not a stoner bitch, but she like me

Tryna get that final cut like Spike Lee

I jack them hoes, direct them hoes

Take ‘em home and let them hoes go live out their fantasies

They’re popping pills, I’m rolling weed

Even got a couple bad bitches overseas

Out the back, as ain’t no tags when I’m shopping

And my bad filled with options so don’t ask what it cost

I’m in a Maserati coupe going so fast that I lost ‘em

And my bitch got so much swag that these bad bitches on us

Ah! Killing y’all, pow! (dag) get a a coffin

Chris Brown и Wiz Khalifa - Yoko – текст


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