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crybaby cash & lawson vladimir - hypebeast كلمات أغنية

{verse 1: crybaby cash}
she just wanna go to the club and shake her ass with her partners
make a junkie watch the amg for a couple dollars
my leather soft like birdman when he was on that stunna island
corey in the house, i always knew it like that’s so raven
your favorite rapper like cedric, he ain’t nothing but entertainment
that stupid b_tch for everybody, this lame n_gga gon’ claim her
them hoes gone really do anything, i’m really scared to be famous
in the frenzy i ain’t like how i look so i had to rearrange it
and i’m feeling like this music sh_t ain’t nothing but see who the lamest
and i told you top ain’t far from the bottom, watch how a n_gga really make it
you could ask a bad ass b_tch right now, i bet i’m in her playlist
f_ck with them real b_tches, they got the natural body and pretty faces
they say pressure gon’ bust pipes, watch when i press her, she gon’ cave in
i can’t give me another charge, i need that house with a 12 garage
s600, that b_tch so wide, it look like a tv up on the wall
put that sh_t on just to sit in the house, i remember stealing out the mall
yeah, my phone got good ass service, but i told her, still don’t call
when you back up on the wall, they ain’t gon’ call your ass at all
i was dreaming bout mclaren’s, i sat in it, that b_tch too small
my only goal in life to crash that b_tch ain’t got insurance at all
n_ggas cherishing that money, you can’t take it when you gone
told her get ready, been three hours this b_tch taking too long
and i knew his ass was hypebeast when i seen him wearing vlone

[verse 2: lawson vladimir]
ballin’ out the bando, this b_tch foreclosed we ain’t even get a lease
she got too much makeup, tryna take pics f_ck up the seats
don’t try to be a aggie, baby i’m quick, block, delete
i know n_ggas crashing bout hoes, you stupid b_tch, that hoe a freak
bottles of the rose
i’m gon’ call them mexicans to come mop up the floor
i f_cked up the check again, i’m finna get some more
i ain’t tryna bless the b_tch, cause i don’t really know her
acting fake humble b_tch i’m really in my mode
i’m in my mode and my shoulder cold
b_tch, she want get close i think she bogus
she won’t prove me wrong, we swing open doors
said they closed, but they ain’t really closed
he said he got clothes, but they ain’t clothes
he don’t put it on
you don’t pay attention, i don’t do the feelings
i think n_ggas b_tches, they be in they feelings
n_ggas don’t want to talk it out, they jump quick to k!lling
and b_tch why you play the victim and play me like a villain
only a few n_ggas i know really see sh_t for what it is
i gotta respect it
he ain’t know what to put on a chain
he put his name on his neck
i got this average lil thing, tryna come and cop a 7
oh, he gon’ tattle on the gang, he took wings from the detective
i took packs up on a plane, i can’t go back to that ever
got a fat hoe i entertain, but i wouldn’t never hit it ever
she got on khakis and it hang, i guess her shots just hitting better
i literally say anything, i don’t care, like what the f_ck

- crybaby cash lawson vladimir

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