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al.divino – my cougar shorty called the uber for me كلمات اغاني

[intro: al.divino]
ayy

[verse 1: al.divino]
my cougar shorty called the uber for me, open the door, nude for me (ay!)
could of been medusa, conduce a ho just like a woman with her
all broke b_tches just don’t do it for me (chi_ching, chi_ching)
one drunk night i had you lookin’ stupid, amori lordy, my whip (woop)
rockin’ three_quarter figure
mean face, face features gorgeous (mwuah)
cliquot pourin’
like a fountain bottle, we eat h__rdin’ (blow_blow_blow_blow!)
keep it peace though, havin’ money like euphoria (bing_bing_bing_bing_bing_bing)
freaks foreign
bareley speak english, still sayin’ the same thing like a thеsaurus (i know this sh_t, hah)
won’t be long ’til we tourin’ (woop)
still watchin’ for detеct senators, supreme steep tech
got a .40 in it (blow_blow_blow, blow)
motto of course we winnin’ (come on, man, you already know)
son (you know)
i need like a hundred b_tches (ay!)
i need like a hunnid thou’ (chi_chi_chi_chi_chi_chi_chi_chi_chi_chi_chi_chi_chi_ching!)
in a new york minute (yay)
f_ck it, we up now (we up, woop)
spendin’ money like it’s always gon’ come back (back, man)
[interlude: al.divino & lord jah_monte ogbon]
what up, jah?
let’s get this money, man, you heard?
swimmin’ in it like scrooge mcduck
swoop (you already know, ayy)

[verse 2: lord jah_monte ogbon]
no broke b_tches, my women stay caked up (yeah)
play tuff (ay), ayy
you gon’ get your grave dugged (get yo’ sh_t dugged)
no, we don’t play, blood (nah)
love the ditch, she wan’ a encore (ah)
i can’t, i’m on tour (i’m outta here)
bl!cks like a vietnam war
but you don’t want war, ayy (nah, you don’t want that, my—)
was outside for that revenue, shorts tellin’ you off (ay)
pray for me, duck them federal courts, we never talked
like we don’t got the freedom of speech, watch how you speak, son
my youngan put three in your jeep, ayy (ayy)
the sound of vinyl like the bill of rights
pental fight (what’s up, ma?)
with my young b_tch was born in bread, she the willow type, ayy (that bread)
you can check my background, my sh_t fuelled with stripes (foul)
my b_tch the builder type, think we gon’ chill
i told her, “chill, get light” (get outta here)
my pen game poppin’
i need five bills to write a sixteen (gotta get that bag, my n_gga)
duke, don’t get your whip steamed, p_ssy (don’t get sh_t smoked)
my rich game like whipped cream (hold on)
[outro: lord jah_monte ogbon]
god, ya already know who it is, n_gga (rob_your_plug_dot_com)

- al divino

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