Текст песни
Standing ten times head is what we're taking me.
I'm about to tease about my bread, about my big reef.
I'm a little happy in the breeze, nigga.
I'm a little cool,
But the chilling up is what I'm trying to change.
I'm a little real freaky sometimes, but I'm still a snitch.
I'm more than fit for you.
I'm a little in the machine, but I got a coma.
Not the isolated Sunday, but son, no.
Standing ten times head is what we're taking me.
I'm about to tease about my bread, about my big reef.
Not the hell of a happy in the breeze,
I'm about to tease about my bread, about my big reef.
I'm a little happy in the breeze, nigga.
I'm a little cool,
But the chilling up is what I'm trying to change.
I'm a little real freaky sometimes, but I'm still a snitch.
I'm more than fit for you.
I'm a little in the machine, but I got a coma.
Not the isolated Sunday, but son, no.
Standing ten times head is what we're taking me.
I'm about to tease about my bread, about my big reef.
Not the hell of a happy in the breeze,