Paroles de Everytime my song on

Chorus:
(stuey rock)
I got these guccis on my face this louis around my waist these true religion jeans on these hoes all in my face
His club we stuntin buy bottles by the case
Everytime my song on we fuckin up the whole place fuckin up the whole place everytime my song on we fuckin up the whole place fuckin up the whole place fuckin up the whole place and everytime my song on we fuckin up the whole place

Testme-
Verse 1:
What we doin? look we fuckin up the whole place throwin racks off in her face keep ugly hoes around a nigga they just fuckin up my space look im trying to take this pic tryna order me some ones look this money coming in bricks girl we gonna fuck it up for fun we gonna spend it all we gonna blow it all bitches already know the prodacall thats a stallion on the stage dog and if she step over here she gettin rained on splish splash my treat presidential my sweet let me take these shades off so u can see how low my eyes be these real gucci shades we dont do the fake glasses and all my bitches real they dont do the fake asses and everything designer all i do is mix match it gotta pocket full of fittets bitch im photoshoot ready

Chorus:
(stuey rock)
I got these guccis on my face this louis around my waist these true religion jeans on these hoes all in my face
His club we stuntin buy bottles by the case
Everytime my song on we fuckin up the whole place fuckin up the whole place everytime my song on we fuckin up the whole place fuckin up the whole place fuckin up the whole place and everytime my song on we fuckin up the whole place

Stuey rock:
Verse 1:
Everytime my top dropped louis shades and them hoes flock you know its goin down we ballin killin like im young joc ball hard like im nba got my set up now they envey me got good out here no enemys money got these hoes all in to me wanna be friends with me ball out have a drink with me everywhere i go these folks claiming that they killin me swag in a drop top jag im ridin with a brown bitch from bmore and you know she gotta be bad ugly bitches they choosin these niggas out here they losing stuey rock up in the building all the singers ya'll ruining look im shining on these niggas didnt believe me what im doin and dont try to sign me nowww

Chorus:
(stuey rock)
I got these guccis on my face this louis around my waist these true religion jeans on these hoes all in my face
His club we stuntin got bottles by the case
Everytime my song on we fuckin up the whole place fuckin up the whole place everytime my song on we fuckin up the whole place fuckin up the whole place fuckin up the whole place and everytime my song on we fuckin up the whole place

Testme:
Verse 2:
What we doin? let me introduce you to my world i pour champgne on these girls standing on top of all these couches screaming muthafuck theese bouncers got a hater lookin mean pay to cost a fee we party hard like martygraw and make sure your titties with no v's dont believe me come and see welcome to my v.i.p where there is no longer a section cause these hoes over here just sit ya i tell the club owner im sorry we do not mean no harm but you know they gonna fuck it up if the dj play the song

Chorus:
(stuey rock)
I got these guccis on my face this louis around my waist these true religion jeans on these hoes all in my face
His club we stuntin buy bottles by the case
Everytime my song on we fuckin up the whole place fuckin up the whole place everytime my song on we fuckin up the whole place fuckin up the whole place fuckin up the whole place and everytime my song on we fuckin up the whole place