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Song «It Don't Matter» von Wifisfuneral.

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Veröffentlichungsdaten: 2016 05 27 (Album)
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Produktion: Robb Bank$
Genre: Hip-Hop - Underground-Hip-Hop - Cloudrap

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[Intro] Ayy, ayy, okay Yuh, yuh, yuh Oh yeah, yeah, yeah Yuh, ayy skrrt, ayy skrrt, ayy skrrt Ayy, damn like Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy [Chorus] Dusse poured up right Dropped my xanax in my sprite Slap my main bitch out of spite Thumbin' through a check all night I'm gon smash, never silent All I know its getting rowdy Stackin paper, flexin' guala [Post-Chorus] Why you talkin' nigga, it dont matter Why you talkin' nigga, it dont matter Why you talkin' nigga, it dont matter Why you talkin' nigga, it dont matter Why you talkin' nigga, it dont matter Nigga, why you talkin', nigga it dont matter Why you talkin' nigga, it dont matter Why you talkin' nigga, it dont matter Why you talkin' nigga, it dont matter [Verse] Flex on they ass Flex on them boys like I told them Momma gave birth, I was golden I need the foreign, I need the bitches Sauce on yo bitch, now she with it Tell me like what you niggas talkin I need bands, no conversation Main bitch, side ho in my vacant It became a situation Now these drugs got me contemplating Two to seven weeks within my nature Twenty two I put the deuce up to ya maker Twenty seven lives dying all up in the light Hella sacred I done popped a perc Now I'm kick stand Pop a xanny finna get my hoop back Moon walk through the mall like mike jack Sippin so much sip up, I po up Four up in my double cup My momma kicked me out I got it Right up out the fucking mud Now I'm on a roll fuckin hoes up in my presence Fuck they said I wasn't shit Now im gloed up with the art, yuh [Chorus] Duce Poured up right Dropped my xanax in my sprite Slap my main bitch out of spite Thumbin' through a check all night Ima smash, never silent All i know its getting rowdy Stackin paper, flexin guala [Post-Chorus] Why you talkin nigga, it dont matter Why you talkin nigga, it dont matter Why you talkin nigga, it dont matter Why you talkin nigga, it dont matter Why you talkin nigga, it dont matter Nigga, why you talkin, nigga it dont matter Why you talkin nigga, it dont matter Why you talkin nigga, it dont matter Why you talkin nigga, it dont matter