234 文本歌词
作词 : Pius Bankong
作曲 : Pius Bankong
(Ikeja to Lekki, still nothing is sweet...
If only you knew what I make in a week)
Russian Mafia
Yo,
It's the 234
When I'm touching, it's mad
Niggas be thinking they bad
All of my shawties they steady be throwing it back
Steady be beating the WAPs
Getting the money, you know that I'm deep in my bag
Niggas be calling me akh
Double the money, you know that I'm flipping a bag
Fakers be talking that wass
Ikeja to Lekki, still nothing is sweet
I get in the booth, and I'm killing a beat
These niggas, they talking, they tell you it's peak
I tell you the truth, man you niggas are weak
If only you knew what I make in a week
You'll dead all the chatting and kill off the sleep
Don't ring up my cell if that money won't speak
I tell you the truth, man you niggas are cheap
It's the 234
When I'm touching, it's mad
Niggas be thinking they bad
All of my shawties they steady be throwing it back
Steady be beating the WAPs
Getting the money, you know that I'm deep in my bag
Niggas be calling me akh
Double the money, you know that I'm flipping a bag
Fakers be talking that wass
It's the 234
When I'm touching, it's mad
Niggas be thinking they bad
All of my shawties they steady be throwing it back
Steady be beating the WAPs
Getting the money, you know that I'm deep in my bag
Niggas be calling me akh
Double the money, you know that I'm flipping a bag
Fakers be talking that wass
(Ikeja to Lekki, still nothing is sweet...
If only you knew what I make in a week
You'll dead all the chatting and kill off the sleep
Don't ring up my cell if that money won't speak
I tell you the truth, man you niggas are cheap)
234 LRC歌词
作词 : Pius Bankong
作曲 : Pius Bankong
(Ikeja to Lekki, still nothing is sweet...
If only you knew what I make in a week)
Russian Mafia
Yo,
It's the 234
When I'm touching, it's mad
Niggas be thinking they bad
All of my shawties they steady be throwing it back
Steady be beating the WAPs
Getting the money, you know that I'm deep in my bag
Niggas be calling me akh
Double the money, you know that I'm flipping a bag
Fakers be talking that wass
Ikeja to Lekki, still nothing is sweet
I get in the booth, and I'm killing a beat
These niggas, they talking, they tell you it's peak
I tell you the truth, man you niggas are weak
If only you knew what I make in a week
You'll dead all the chatting and kill off the sleep
Don't ring up my cell if that money won't speak
I tell you the truth, man you niggas are cheap
It's the 234
When I'm touching, it's mad
Niggas be thinking they bad
All of my shawties they steady be throwing it back
Steady be beating the WAPs
Getting the money, you know that I'm deep in my bag
Niggas be calling me akh
Double the money, you know that I'm flipping a bag
Fakers be talking that wass
It's the 234
When I'm touching, it's mad
Niggas be thinking they bad
All of my shawties they steady be throwing it back
Steady be beating the WAPs
Getting the money, you know that I'm deep in my bag
Niggas be calling me akh
Double the money, you know that I'm flipping a bag
Fakers be talking that wass
(Ikeja to Lekki, still nothing is sweet...
If only you knew what I make in a week
You'll dead all the chatting and kill off the sleep
Don't ring up my cell if that money won't speak
I tell you the truth, man you niggas are cheap)