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emtizzy - stepper freestyle كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(let em feel it)
yeah
yuh
yeah, hold up
okay, okay

[chorus]
i just pulled up, too lit, too clean, (yeah!)
yeah they know that’s me
racks too tall, can’t fold, can’t bend, (uh!)
money stretch like fleece
two bad ones in the back, both drunk (in the back! in the back!) both hands on me
told her, “don’t fall in love, i’m gone by the count of three” (yeah!)

[verse]
back in this b_tch, like i paid for the lease yeah
balmain jeans, got ‘em stacked to my knees yeah (okay!)
louis v tags, let ‘em hang when i speed yeah
chain too bright, need some tint when i breathe yeah
hopped out the coupe like a bank heist (yuh!)
new chick look like she straight out a vogue site
took her to dinner, but i ain’t tryna hold tight (yuh!)
she just want prada and drinks with the strobe lights (woo! woo! woo!)

whole team ball like the draft just hit (ooh!)
money real long, need an ad_lib with it (ad_lib!)
pour up the wock, let it splash, don’t sip (dont sip!)
told the valet, “man, don’t crash my sh_t” (dont crash!)
she like the way that i flex when i talk (flex! flex!)
told her i rap, now she takin’ it off (that bra!)
louis my belt, but it’s holdin’ up knots (ay)
put it on black (ay), watch me double the pot (ay ay)
neck on freeze like the ice been cursed (ice!)
shawty too bad, but she makin’ it worse
i ain’t even tryna wife that, no
she just a moment, then i’m out the door (then go!)
we just pulled up, too turnt, too deep
outside lit like the vegas suite
runnin’ this game (woo!), don’t need no cleats (woo!)
and i made five racks while i wrote this beat (woo! woo! woo! woo!)

[chorus]
i just pulled up, too lit, too clean, (yeah!)
yeah they know that’s me
racks too tall, can’t fold, can’t bend, (yeah!)
money stretch like fleece
two bad ones in the back, both drunk (in the back! in the back!) both hands on me
told her, “don’t fall in love (dont fall! dont fall!), i’m gone by the count of three” (yeah!)
too much i_ice, turn the room to degrees (ice ice!)
too much dri_ip, left a stain on the seat (drip! drip!)
she wanna sta_ay, but my flight overseas
told her, “pack li_ight(yeah!), we don’t check underneath” ( woo! woo! woo!)
penthouse view_ws, got the city lit beneath (lit! lit! lit!)
champagne spi_ills, now it’s stuck on my fleece (yeah, yeah)
we just get li_it, we don’t stress, we don’t tweak
if they talk do_own, then they talkin’ to me (woooooah!)

[verse]
litre of sprite, then i crush up the ice
pour me some more (more!), then some more (more! more! more!)
then some more (woah!)
that b_tch asking for some more, all you getting is that door (yeah! yeah! yeah!)
told her i ain’t got no feelings(ayy!), i just left ’em on the floor
[bridge]
now we sittin’, pourin’ up a four, need a medic
fingers bleeding from countin’, countin’, countin’ all that f_cking dough (lets get it!), let’s get it
money do flips, acrobatic, no edits
bank statement looking like a flight map, no credits (alright!)

i just put raf on my body (oh sh_t!), my fit be expensive
she see the chain, now she talkin’ obsessive
told her relax, i ain’t lookin’ for lessons (godd_mn!)
i’m in the sky like a jet with no exit

louis v duffle, the racks overflowing (woo! woo! woo!)
walk in the club and it feel like it’s snowing
popped me a bottle, then popped me a moment(yeah!)

[verse]
shorty keep callin’, she stuck in the moment (ay!)
pedal go down, now i’m pushin’ the limits (ay!)
need me a milli, i’m way past a gimmick (ay!)
hunnids on hunnids, they stack to the ceilin’ (what?)

i might go ghost but i’m still in the building,(what?)
woaah
hatin’ ass talk, but i know they civilians (what?)
b_tch, i’m too cold(huh), need a coat with the zipping(huh)
told her come over, she know that i’m dipping (yah!)
heard they be talking, but i never listen
yeah broke boy opinions ain’t part of my business
she want a ring, told her, “b_tch, you trippin”
i need me a bag(b_tch!), not a text with some kisses (hahaha!)

sh_t gettin’ hot, got the ice in the cup (ice! ice!)
i took a sip and it f_cked up my gut
i took her back, then i told her, “we done”
she said, “boy, you toxic as f_ck”

[chorus]
i just pulled up, too lit, too clean, (yeah!)
yeah they know that’s me
racks too tall, can’t fold, can’t bend, (yeah!)
money stretch like fleece
two bad ones in the back, both drunk (in the back! in the back!) both hands on me
told her, “don’t fall in love (dont fall! dont fall!), i’m gone by the count of three”
too much i_ice, turn the room to degrees (ice ice!)
too much dri_ip, left a stain on the seat (drip! drip!)
she wanna sta_ay, but my flight overseas
told her, “pack li_ight, we don’t check underneath” ( woo! woo! woo!)
penthouse view_ws, got the city lit beneath

- emtizzy

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