one acen - parlé lyrics
[intro]
it’s just gon’ quarter past ten on your thursday evening
and you’re listening to simple radio
it’s [?] & lavanso here
playing you brand new
one acen featuring dré six
from the sixers
the track’s been titled “parlé”
it’s a banger
enjoy!
[chorus: dré six]
trying to get shorty to the afterparty (mmh)
but she acting classy
i don’t want ratchet, i just want naughty
change your mind, then i tell her just call me (mmh)
i bet she won’t parlé, no surprise how the boys get money
tell her “don’t worry” (mmh, mmh)
[verse 1: one acen]
cover my face in bandana
’cause i’m a fly n+gga, not a g+ngb+nger
simple santana
my nige girl patterned like an anchor
you’re way too pretty to be hanging ’round my opps
come work for [?] and get banished from the block
chatting to the wife while i’m [?]
try this at home, you’re not a boss
hands up if you’re trying to get rich
city job [?]
my n+gga got bagged in his new place [?]
pocket full of loose [?], packed in [?]
my spanish chick when i fly her from la
meet my amigo: ” ¿qué pasa, jese?”
i was selling dreams when i should’ve wrote essay
my big dawg oldschooler baller péle
[chorus]
trying to get shorty to the afterparty (mmh)
but she acting classy
i don’t want ratchet, i just want naughty
change your mind, then i tell her just call me (mmh)
i bet she won’t parlé, no surprise how the boys get money
tell her “don’t worry” (mmh, mmh)
[verse 2: dré six]
get over
tell a girl, bring a friend over
for the money in the air, you can’t bend over
shorty got a back, tell her bring it back
local lab
see me in the front of the whip or the back
have to get tints on the ting ’cause it mad
still i slang, cash in hand
food in wraps and yea it bangs
watch your mouth cause your lip get banged
block boys that’s where we hang
right, boutta step, watch your step
coming up close and you might get checked
fund are checked, don’t violate
’cause we go to serious lengths at any event (boom)
[chorus: dré six]
trying to get shorty to the afterparty (mmh)
but she acting classy
i don’t want ratchet, i just want naughty
change your mind, i then tell her just call me (mmh)
i bet she won’t parlé, no surprise how the boys get money
tell her “don’t worry” (mmh, mmh)
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