Letra de Rotate - Danny Towers

(Feat. DJ Scheme)

Walk down kick door make 'em run four flat

Buckle down look at me tell me where they both at

New AR pistol talking 'bout the one that fold back

And it's bussin like a motherfucker you don't need the hoe fax

Break a brick down of the hoes tryna geek it up

What the fuck is you gon' do when 30 niggas creeping up?

Baking soda water whip it what a way to run it up

Got stones all up on that Richard had them bitches cuddled up

Bitch go both ways yeah I'm in her mouth like Colgate

Make the work rotate

I could make it work for a low rate

Took a Perc' go to work I can make a dike bitch go straight

Took your word for the merch you gon' let a bird dig your grave

Zaza with me food saver vacuum seal

Glock with the switches hella bitches nah for real

Ain't gotta lie to kick it the niggas with me know what's really real

I wrote this shit in stone give a dog a bone I'm bound to kill

Nigga tried to call it quits like he doing me a favor

Know I'm really outside bitch I don't need cable

Knew his daddy was a bitch I can tell his daddy raised him

One thing about it I'm 'a eat nigga I don't need a waiter

Walk down kick door make 'em run four flat

Buckle down look at me tell me where they both at

New AR pistol talking 'bout the one that fold back

And it's bussin like a motherfucker you don't need the hoe fax

Walk down kick door make 'em run four flat

Buckle down look at me tell me where they both at

New AR pistol talking 'bout the one that fold back

And it's bussin like a motherfucker you don't need the hoe fax

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