MattyB ft Nyielle все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

Oh yeah, MB!
They love to tell me that I won't amount to nothin' great
I make 'em eat their words cold off my winner plate
I thought I told 'em not to hate back when I was eight
Tissues on my label, oops I mean my table
The same lames hating on my social networks
But when they see me pass they turn so fast their neck hurts
Tonight in all black, straight spit facts, lay hot wax