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Bài hát SICKO MODE (Skrillex Remix) Báo Lỗi

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Sáng Tác: Jacques Webster, Mirsad Dervic, Aubrey Graham, Khalif Brown, John Edward Hawkins

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Lời Bài Hát SICKO MODE (Skrillex Remix)

Astro yeah

Sun is down freezin' cold

That's how we already know winter's here

My dawg would probably

Do it for a Louis belt

That's just all he know

He don't know nothin' else

I tried to show 'em yeah

I tried to show 'em yeah yeah

Goin' on you with the pick and roll

Young La Flame he in sicko mode

Woo made this here

With all the ice on in the booth

At the gate outside

When they pull up they get me loose

Yeah Jump Out boys

That's Nike boys hoppin' out coupes

This shit way too big

When we pull up give me the loot

Was off the Remy had a Papoose

Had to hit my old town

To duck the news

Two four hour lockdown

We made no moves

Now it's-it's 4 AM

And I'm back up poppin' with the crew

I just landed in

Chase B mix this pop like Jamba Juice

Different colored chains

Think my jeweler really sellin' fruits

And they chokin' man

Know the crackers wish it was a noose

To win the retreat we all in too deep

Pl-Pl-Playin' for keeps

Don't play us for weak

To win the retreat we all in too deep

Pl-Pl-Playin' for keeps

Don't play us for weak

Yeah this-this shit way too formal

Y'all know I don’t follow suit

Stacey Dash

Most of these girls ain't got a clue

All of these hoes

I made off records I produced

I might take all my exes

And put 'em all in a group (yeah)

Hit my eses I need the bootch (yeah)

'Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo

Told her "Hop in you comin' too"

In the 305 bitches treat me

Like I'm Uncle Luke

Had to slop the top off

It's just a roof uh

She said "Where we goin'?"

I said "The moon"

We ain't even make it to the room

She thought it was the ocean

It's just the pool

Now I got her open

It's just the Goose

Who put this shit together?

I'm the glue

She's in love with who I am

Back in high school

I used to bust it to the dance (Yeah)

Now I hit the FBO

With duffels in my hands

I did half a Xan 13 hours 'til I land

Had me out like a light ayy yeah

Like a light ayy yeah

Like a light ayy

Slept through the flight ayy

Knocked for the night ayy 767 man

This shit got double bedroom man

I still got scores to settle man

I crept down the block

Made a right (Yeah)

Cut the lights (Yeah) paid the price (Yeah)

Niggas think it's sweet (Nah never)

It's on sight (Yeah what?)

Nothin' nice (Yeah)

Baguettes in my ice (Aw man)

Jesus Christ (Yeah)

Checks over stripes (Yeah)

That's what I like (Yeah)

That's what we like (Yeah)

Lost my respect you not a threat

When I shoot my shot

That shit wetty like I'm Sheck (Bitch!)

See the shots that I took (Ayy)

Wet like I'm Book (Ayy)

Wet like I'm Lizzie

I be spinnin' Valley

Circle blocks 'til I'm dizzy (Yeah what?)

Like where is he? (Yeah what?)

No one seen him (Yeah yeah)

I'm tryna clean 'em (Yeah)

She's in love with who I am

Back in high school

I used to bust it to the dance

Now I hit the FBO

With duffels in my hands (Woo!)

I did half a Xan 13 hours 'til I land

Had me out like a light (Like a light)

Like a light (Like a light)

Like a light (Like a light)

Like a light

Yeah passed the dawgs a celly

Sendin' texts ain't sendin' kites yeah

He said "Keep that on lock"

I say "You know this shit it's stife" yeah

It's absolute yeah (Yeah)

I'm back reboot (It's lit!)

LaFerrari to Jamba Juice

Yeah (Skrrt skrrt)

We back on the road

They jumpin' off no parachute yeah

Shawty in the back

She said she workin' on her glutes

Ain't by the book

Yeah this how it look yeah

'Bout a check yeah

(Check) just check the foots yeah

Pass this to my daughter

I'ma show her what it took (Yeah)

Baby mama cover Forbes

Got these other bitches shook

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