ฟังเพลงDrift (Explicit)

Drift (Explicit) - Tay-K/Daytona Boyz

Lyrics by：Taymor McIntyre

God needs love driven loose from a hurt place

Slow recovery but I still make it to first place

Can you skip the bulls**t and get out of the way

The s**t you write since my s**t back in the 3rd grade

Mind of a devil heart of a priest

The rap game is heating up but we're 'bout ready to feast

Y'all some chicks but I'm about to bring a treat

So much confidence you can't take it there feet

Revision of a false hope that's become untrue

Coming on the scene like a fire spitting like the flu

There is nothing else for these rappers to do

Lyrics let's see they take the game without a f**king clue

Whatever I got on my mind will be on the scene

Hop and spit the aftermath but you know we stay clean

In the booth correcting this complicated dream

Hip-Hop is a f**king party that I'll never ever leave

F**king yo' b***h that's what I do

Talkin' that s**t n***a the truth

Beam mothaf**kin' buck that's what I do

Come through with the mothaf**kin' crew

Shoot up yo' home spray for yo' dome

N***a on the internet call me google chrome

Oh s**t spittin' hot lyrics

Got yo' b***h sitting on my dickins

N***a you ain't s**t chop your head off like a chicken

Then a n***a come through and I f**kin' yo b***hit

Pull out that yec shoot at your neck

Go meet yo' mama gimme some sex

N***a come through old times t-rex

And I get yo b***h and she call me the next

Greatest f**kin' rapper

N***a I'ma trapper n***a I'ma rapper

N***as like some candy then I gotta take off the f**kin' wrapper

N***a you suck f**k your b***h in her mothaf**kin' butt

N***a come through and I'm in the f**kin' cut

With the mothaf**kin' nine sitting at your neck

Talk all that s**t n***a you next

What the f**k

He really say evil we crave

Rolling down that lane

For the fog that Range Rover

And these b***hes still wanna tango

Lay low stay h*e

But you b***hes don't wanna obey though

44 up to yo' head slit your throat and you dead

Justin reawaken now my soul rely on Satan

Don't get me mis-mistaken I'll never be forsaken

As long as I'm baking these rappers' careers

I don't give a f**k if you ever tear

Your rap career is to a near

Tay-K out the cut pretty eager for action

Wack you with the paden now you look like a catfish

The rims on my NASCAR sparking the classics

I need a new strap let me hit my blacksmith

Coughin' on this tropic but she say it's attractive

Trap boy livin' man this s**t is fantastic

This s**t is underground but it's not red faction

I'm really not with the actin'

Yeah shout-out to them daytona n***as

My n***a jose my n***a yung kody my n***a Eel gloom

My n***a easy B doe carlos caleb top man

You know that young Mike Jones junior

You already know pimpyz n***a

We coming up n***a yuh applause

Skrt skrt skrt skrt hell nah

Gang alright we done with this man