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babyfxce e - rotel كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(thank you, jxlan, i appreciate you, man)
yeah, huh, huh
fell asleep holdin’ a double cup, bro, i forgot i’m standin’
fell asleep holdin’ a double cup, bro, i forgot i’m—
(come on, p)

[verse]
fell asleep holdin’ a double cup, bro, i forgot i’m standin’
spent a hundred on two tumbler cups, bought my b_tch some stanley
shoppin’ in the store, ski’ed up, thinkin’ ain’t ’bout scammin’
i ain’t talked to this girl in a couple months, i’m thinkin’, “should i answer?”
huh, huh, chop talk over n_ggas, that b_tch ain’t got no manners
huh, i ain’t got time for bullsh_t, that wasn’t in my planners
huh, my b_tch keep askin’ me ’bout this girl like, “did you slam her?”
huh, i’m like that white kid that don’t cheat, bae, i can’t give you answers
huh, i’m like that white kid that don’t cheat, like do that sh_t yourself
catch him out and give him h_ll, we whoop his ass without no bеlt
don’t tell me that you feelin’ bro got shot ’cause you don’t know how that fеlt
beat the case, went back to jail, that’s cali weed, i know that smell
got a problem muggin’ a lot of n_ggas that i don’t know too well
put chips and cheese all on his head, blow his brains, now it’s rotel
got a play for that grey wide_body, meet me at the sh_ll
rob his ass, don’t even sell, use that sell to buy my sh_ll
it’s so much sh_t that i did that i ain’t told n_ggas
striker ‘cat got hoes in it, blue money, that’s old chicken
huh, grab the arp with the bag, that b_tch fold n_ggas
bro ‘nem like to troll n_ggas, catch your ass at home with it
if i’m talkin’ to her in the club, she probably came home with me
if you ain’t talkin’ ’bout no pape’, then you can’t do no song with me
i want a b_tch in every state, i f_ck with the long_distance
i need a b_tch with a good_ass name, let me put these phones in it
(i want a b_tch in every state, i f_ck with the long_distance
i need a b_tch with a good_ass name, let me put these phones in it)
yeah, b_tch
(i want a b_tch in every state, i f_ck with the long_distance
i need a b_tch with a good_ass name, let me put these phones in it)
yeah
b_tch, b_tch
pullin’ up in all fast dudes, i know you hear me, huh
slide the ‘cat so easy and this b_tch don’t even got no power steering
every time you listen, i’m talkin’ sh_t, i know you tired of hearin’ it
n_gga pull up bustin’ out the whip, i bet he drive too early
huh, just tried to chase a n_gga down, bro, it was bright and early
huh, the glock got a standard clip, but i still ride with 30
beatin’ her sh_t down, i’m off the don, she said, “you tryna hurt me”
huh, threw eight thousand in the club, i know they was tired of twerkin’
huh, threw eight thousand in the club, i know they— yeah
threw eight thousand in the club, they tired of shakin’ ass
my n_gga got a plug on him for them glocks, this sh_t that make ’em fast
lately i’ve been spendin’ all my money on sh_t that make it back
[outro]
b_tch, yeah
huh
it’s with an x, n_gga
striker gang, striker boys, all that sh_t
walk down gang
f_ck goin’ on, n_gga?

- babyfxce e

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