PUT IT DOWN Songtext
von Porchy feat. Ameriqa
PUT IT DOWN Songtext
Yeah, yeah
Dressed in all designer
Gang, gang ′bout to set your work on fire
Dripping holy water when I slide out
She be D-hydrated, I supplied her
She like to put it down, yeah, she a freak, yeah
She rolling with the gang throughout the weekend
We really in this, ain't no need to pretend
If you′re playing safe, jump in the deep end
Put it, put it down for a baller
I'ma work your back and turn your room into a sauna
Usain Bolt, I run the marathon
I push it in real deep and take your mind to Arizona
She really think I'm done, I break her pussy, yeah, yeah
Them fuckboys trying to flex, I look at them like
Tired of having roaches in the bando
I can kill for this, don′t make me Rambo
All my squad, we stay faded
All my life I′ve upgraded
You don't even know the difference
I don′t need your recognition
All my squad, we stay wavey
I turn up, and we rolling up, we rolling up
Put it, put it, put it, put it, put it, put it down for a baller
'Cause I ain′t leaving 'til I′m getting what's mine
Put it, put it, put it, put it down for a baller
You know they love it when I don't reply
Put it, put it, put it, put it down for a baller
′Cause I′ma do this 'til I′m no longer alive, yeah
Put it down for a baller
Put it, put it, put it down for a baller
Put it, put it, put it down for a real one
For Ameriqano mami be a Pilgrim
Funny fakes ain't allowed in my building
If a Jake come around, he′d probably kill one
'Cause we littier than candles on a B-Day
No delay, boy, that money coming in three-way
Poppin′ ecstasy and then a xanny just to ease pain
Poppin' ecstasy and then a xanny just to replay
Highest class on the wrist, huh
I might trash up the ritz, what?
Damon Dash with your bitch, I ain't asked for that ass
Got the pass like an assist, boy
If I hit, I might be missed, boy
Young hitta on that Pink Floyd
Rocking chinchilla mink go kiss that ring, boy
Yoppa ring ding a ling for every snitch, boy
Went from 100 rubles to a million
Fumbled up my funds, now I feed really dumb
Came back to the jungle, did a hit-and-run
Payback is a bitch, I made that missy cum
Won′t you put it, put it down, down to some jerimih sound
Six and six upside down, give and get some mind now
Sinning in the night loud, living lit ′til lights out
Liberty for life now
All my squad, we stay faded
All my life I've upgraded
You don′t even know the difference
I don't need your recognition
All my squad, we stay wavey
I turn up, and we rolling up, we rolling up
Put it, put it, put it, put it, put it, put it down for a baller
′Cause I ain't leaving ′til I'm getting what's mine
Put it, put it, put it, put it down for a baller
You know they love it when I don′t reply
Put it, put it, put it, put it down for a baller
′Cause I'ma do this till I′m no longer alive, yeah
Put it down for a baller
Put it, put it, put it down for a baller
Then put it, put it, put it, put it down for a baller
'Cause I ain′t leaving 'til I′m getting what's mine
Put it, put it, put it, put it down for a baller
You know they love it when I don't reply
Put it, put it, put it, put it down for a baller
′Cause I′ma do this 'til I′m no longer alive, yeah
Put it down for a baller
Put it, put it, put it down for a baller
Dressed in all designer
Gang, gang ′bout to set your work on fire
Dripping holy water when I slide out
She be D-hydrated, I supplied her
She like to put it down, yeah, she a freak, yeah
She rolling with the gang throughout the weekend
We really in this, ain't no need to pretend
If you′re playing safe, jump in the deep end
Put it, put it down for a baller
I'ma work your back and turn your room into a sauna
Usain Bolt, I run the marathon
I push it in real deep and take your mind to Arizona
She really think I'm done, I break her pussy, yeah, yeah
Them fuckboys trying to flex, I look at them like
Tired of having roaches in the bando
I can kill for this, don′t make me Rambo
All my squad, we stay faded
All my life I′ve upgraded
You don't even know the difference
I don′t need your recognition
All my squad, we stay wavey
I turn up, and we rolling up, we rolling up
Put it, put it, put it, put it, put it, put it down for a baller
'Cause I ain′t leaving 'til I′m getting what's mine
Put it, put it, put it, put it down for a baller
You know they love it when I don't reply
Put it, put it, put it, put it down for a baller
′Cause I′ma do this 'til I′m no longer alive, yeah
Put it down for a baller
Put it, put it, put it down for a baller
Put it, put it, put it down for a real one
For Ameriqano mami be a Pilgrim
Funny fakes ain't allowed in my building
If a Jake come around, he′d probably kill one
'Cause we littier than candles on a B-Day
No delay, boy, that money coming in three-way
Poppin′ ecstasy and then a xanny just to ease pain
Poppin' ecstasy and then a xanny just to replay
Highest class on the wrist, huh
I might trash up the ritz, what?
Damon Dash with your bitch, I ain't asked for that ass
Got the pass like an assist, boy
If I hit, I might be missed, boy
Young hitta on that Pink Floyd
Rocking chinchilla mink go kiss that ring, boy
Yoppa ring ding a ling for every snitch, boy
Went from 100 rubles to a million
Fumbled up my funds, now I feed really dumb
Came back to the jungle, did a hit-and-run
Payback is a bitch, I made that missy cum
Won′t you put it, put it down, down to some jerimih sound
Six and six upside down, give and get some mind now
Sinning in the night loud, living lit ′til lights out
Liberty for life now
All my squad, we stay faded
All my life I've upgraded
You don′t even know the difference
I don't need your recognition
All my squad, we stay wavey
I turn up, and we rolling up, we rolling up
Put it, put it, put it, put it, put it, put it down for a baller
′Cause I ain't leaving ′til I'm getting what's mine
Put it, put it, put it, put it down for a baller
You know they love it when I don′t reply
Put it, put it, put it, put it down for a baller
′Cause I'ma do this till I′m no longer alive, yeah
Put it down for a baller
Put it, put it, put it down for a baller
Then put it, put it, put it, put it down for a baller
'Cause I ain′t leaving 'til I′m getting what's mine
Put it, put it, put it, put it down for a baller
You know they love it when I don't reply
Put it, put it, put it, put it down for a baller
′Cause I′ma do this 'til I′m no longer alive, yeah
Put it down for a baller
Put it, put it, put it down for a baller
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