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Sveno rock-metal / Praha

„Deadly Cakes new single "Swag"“

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Text skladby Plenty Cash


z alba We Snoudit

Autor hudby: Sven
Autor textu: Sveno & 2 Stoned & Frank Phoenix


plenty cash to the core lil cracker this is whatchu get
cash in my hands shawty imma throw it in you face

snoudit, snoudit, ye we love to snoudit

Plenty Cash bitches, Plenty Cash bitches

2 Stoned
2 Stoned on the track, bugatti on deck
superthick bitches, VIP in the back
packing all this heat, got more guns than weezy
dontchu run up on me homie I dont hesitate to squeez it

dirt money, bird money heard you like to squirt honey
snort the powder, gun powder, g cost me 5 hanyd
climbin to the top,let dem bottles pop,
wont stop makin money til my body drop

skinny cracker big boss, steady spittin sick flows
choke on my white balls, pill poppin overdose
step on the gas acting like a spaz
fuck a big bitch nigga imma have to pass
lookin 4 a beef shut the fuck up hater
smack yo bitch wit my dick call me dicktator


plenty cash to the core lil cracker this is whatchu get
cash in my hands shawty imma throw it in you face

snoudit, snoudit, ye we love to snoudit

Plenty Cash bitches, Plenty Cash bitches

Sveno
oh, I been gone, now Im hustlin more and more
money gettin funny still I want it like a ho
My eyes all black, ye Im never comin back
My notes they shake as Im buyin all this crack

On the throne, megatron, thousand snatches in my phone
my niggas my fellas they call me mr. brownstone
Listen up bitch, u aint got a shit
on me, taste my snoudit bitter dick

under the crown braincells of a clown
my crime's my prime im the mayor in your town
My god prayin, I got this money sprayin,
got this wallet fontaine, skittles in my champagne


plenty cash to the core lil cracker this is whatchu get
cash in my hands shawty imma throw it in you face

snoudit, snoudit, ye we love to snoudit

Plenty Cash bitches, Plenty Cash bitches

Frank Phoenix
Scare crows creepy smiling all along the road to gold
Ambitions push you further in this run for monstrous dough
and I dont care about the sun-set, im supposed to glow
aint no place fo pokerface imma make all em fuckers fold

matter fact, thats that kind of thing you should already know
Grown men, Mr. Frank, Sveno and 2 stoned
we got all you want, and we are gettin mo'
pick a color, throw a dollar, pile of snow and nasty hoe

you see its all about the show, when sittin on the throne
doesnt matter how many bitches standin in a row
Front of your door, Throwin soaked panties splicin on the floor
Maofuckas, pack your shit and go