Lirik Lagu Pourin The Syrup - Kevin Gates
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I don't get tired
Broke another ten for the Bread Winner Brick GangPopping up pregnant, sIlly bitch tryna trick GatesStart selling pussy, maybe that'll get your rent paidCome to think about it, don't you live with your mama?I don't give a shit when I ride 'round the bottomCocaine vet, pedal shifting on HighlandBoosie had a black Monte Carlo and a 'BurbanI was in a grey Monte Carlo and a TahoeHe was doing shows, bad hoes up inI was speaking Spanish with the plug havin' convosRan lips, hit the line every morning cause they know I keep the lean by the carloadIn the top, hit the boulevard soloBig Right know I got soft for the low-lowIn a drought, me and Nook, only ones had dopeNigga blew my leg off for a nine-pieceTried to grab the gun, couldn't get it, middle of the nightHad to fight for my life when you try meConnecting this year, we'll mark my niggaI love my nigga, I owe you one niggaBrookstown Richard, that's my little brotherEverytime I think about him, gotta tell him that I love himPraying to the Lord that Car came from under that chargeFree my nigga Head when I bow my head
Late night, when alone, can't sleepI got too many problemsThe weight of the world on my shouldersPray that heaven do something about itThe chick that I'm lovin'Wondering who is she fuckin'The friends I got 'round meWonder which one of them sourPourin' the syrup, pourin' the syrup, pourin' the syrupPourin' the syrup, pourin' the syrup, bitch I'm pourin' thePourin' the syrup, pourin' the syrup, pourin' the syrupBitch I'm pourin' the syrupBitch I'm pourin' the syrup, pourin' the syrupBitch I'm pourin' the syrup
I was naive, thinking that I couldn't get hurtThought she was faithful, fuck her but my dick burntEverybody laughed when I kissed herI can't even lie, to this day still I miss herWe was onUsed to go to sleep in the pussy on an air matAndré Harris talked bad behind my backEven though it hurted, I ain't tripping, never mind thatMe and Darrell Harris in a stolen car thuggingYou get out of line, he goin' put you in a puddleMe and Brittney Harris in the side room cuddlin'Eat the pussy while she on the rag, like "Yummy"My daddy nephew, kinda make him my cousinWe was having lunch at Chimes when you told me that you love meI ain't never back down from a fight in my lifeBig Yock slapped you, you went and got your cousinNigga shot and missed, and I came back jumpingI was 13 when I put one underAsk my mama, go ask my brotherGo on South 12th, and go ask Big LondonJamison and Gary and Will know the truthI was selling crack with the cameras on the roofYou was never that, at the plant working turnaroundsLittle Steve hittin' your bitch from the back, matter factThat's a fact, when I seen it, had to turn aroundE-Dub, Dope Boy, Lil E, Big MookMe and Foots in my truck with the burners outWhen you was on 3rd St, and ain't wanna squeezePillow talking with your bitch, tryna play me like I'm weakNow I'm coming at your girl, top nigga, no problemYou will never find out another thing about itCome to think about it, got a coffee shop in Denver, ColoradoI'mma catch her when she visiting her mamaRi-Ri, fine, you're old man hate me?Can't rap like Gates, fucking up lately?Me, you, and Dreka oughta take a vacationWe can have a threesome after waking up in VegasGive you 50k, fail to mention what it came withEat, pray, making love, see the world babyBreadwinners swim where I'm fucking with a gangstaYou can model for my line, I can make you famousRunning from my tongue when I lick all in your anusIntelligent the way I talk, vagina I contained itEver been ate, two mouths at the same time?Ever had lips on your booty and your pussyGot your body feeling mushyWhen your water go to gushingBrazillian wax, I don't like playing in the bushesPull your hair, smack it, bend back, get a whoopin'
Broke another ten for the Bread Winner Brick GangPopping up pregnant, sIlly bitch tryna trick GatesStart selling pussy, maybe that'll get your rent paidCome to think about it, don't you live with your mama?I don't give a shit when I ride 'round the bottomCocaine vet, pedal shifting on HighlandBoosie had a black Monte Carlo and a 'BurbanI was in a grey Monte Carlo and a TahoeHe was doing shows, bad hoes up inI was speaking Spanish with the plug havin' convosRan lips, hit the line every morning cause they know I keep the lean by the carloadIn the top, hit the boulevard soloBig Right know I got soft for the low-lowIn a drought, me and Nook, only ones had dopeNigga blew my leg off for a nine-pieceTried to grab the gun, couldn't get it, middle of the nightHad to fight for my life when you try meConnecting this year, we'll mark my niggaI love my nigga, I owe you one niggaBrookstown Richard, that's my little brotherEverytime I think about him, gotta tell him that I love himPraying to the Lord that Car came from under that chargeFree my nigga Head when I bow my head
Late night, when alone, can't sleepI got too many problemsThe weight of the world on my shouldersPray that heaven do something about itThe chick that I'm lovin'Wondering who is she fuckin'The friends I got 'round meWonder which one of them sourPourin' the syrup, pourin' the syrup, pourin' the syrupPourin' the syrup, pourin' the syrup, bitch I'm pourin' thePourin' the syrup, pourin' the syrup, pourin' the syrupBitch I'm pourin' the syrupBitch I'm pourin' the syrup, pourin' the syrupBitch I'm pourin' the syrup
I was naive, thinking that I couldn't get hurtThought she was faithful, fuck her but my dick burntEverybody laughed when I kissed herI can't even lie, to this day still I miss herWe was onUsed to go to sleep in the pussy on an air matAndré Harris talked bad behind my backEven though it hurted, I ain't tripping, never mind thatMe and Darrell Harris in a stolen car thuggingYou get out of line, he goin' put you in a puddleMe and Brittney Harris in the side room cuddlin'Eat the pussy while she on the rag, like "Yummy"My daddy nephew, kinda make him my cousinWe was having lunch at Chimes when you told me that you love meI ain't never back down from a fight in my lifeBig Yock slapped you, you went and got your cousinNigga shot and missed, and I came back jumpingI was 13 when I put one underAsk my mama, go ask my brotherGo on South 12th, and go ask Big LondonJamison and Gary and Will know the truthI was selling crack with the cameras on the roofYou was never that, at the plant working turnaroundsLittle Steve hittin' your bitch from the back, matter factThat's a fact, when I seen it, had to turn aroundE-Dub, Dope Boy, Lil E, Big MookMe and Foots in my truck with the burners outWhen you was on 3rd St, and ain't wanna squeezePillow talking with your bitch, tryna play me like I'm weakNow I'm coming at your girl, top nigga, no problemYou will never find out another thing about itCome to think about it, got a coffee shop in Denver, ColoradoI'mma catch her when she visiting her mamaRi-Ri, fine, you're old man hate me?Can't rap like Gates, fucking up lately?Me, you, and Dreka oughta take a vacationWe can have a threesome after waking up in VegasGive you 50k, fail to mention what it came withEat, pray, making love, see the world babyBreadwinners swim where I'm fucking with a gangstaYou can model for my line, I can make you famousRunning from my tongue when I lick all in your anusIntelligent the way I talk, vagina I contained itEver been ate, two mouths at the same time?Ever had lips on your booty and your pussyGot your body feeling mushyWhen your water go to gushingBrazillian wax, I don't like playing in the bushesPull your hair, smack it, bend back, get a whoopin'
