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hoodrich pablo juan - got what it takes كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
yeah
blowing that dirty, i’m smoking exotic, yeah
n-gga, get ready to catch me a body, ooh, yeah
pablo juan, n-gga
cakeboy bally (let’s go)

[chorus]
diamonds on my neck, keep my gold different colors
drippin’ on n-ggas, i left a puddle
rockin’ that gucci, i’m straight out the gutter
brand new b-tch, i don’t love her, i f-cked her
lot of bad habits, i’m geeked up on codeine
rich n-gga still in the trap with the dope fiend
cartier gl-sses, my verse need a ring
straight out the trap, went and bought me some bling bling
i knew they was gon’ hate
she got an -ss, she making it shake
bad lil’ b-tch, i’ma f-ck her in her face
you ain’t gettin’ money, you ain’t got what it takes
i was riding in the foreign like a race
eat me a perc’, i just said my grace
riding with choppers, i might catch a case
smoking exotic, i like how it taste

[verse]
get money all day, i need a hobby
on codeine, i might catch a body
five bad b-tches when i’m in the follies
four rings on my left hand an audi
i dropped a four in a twenty, i’m trippin’
three hoes with me, they all my b-tches
two guns with me, they wess’ and they smith-on
one shot to the head, i ain’t gon’ miss it
dolce gabbana, like model, i’m drippin’
dior on my wh0r-, she sure ain’t no christian
jumped out the rover, i’m christian
b-tch walked in the party, you know that i’m friskin’
all blue hundreds, i walked in with sixty
suckin’ that d-ck and i’m still gon’ kiss her
seen her on the ‘gram, i text her i missed her, yeah
run up the money, stack up the digits
n-ggas be hatin’, they actin’ like b-tches
b-tch, you been broke and i ain’t gon’ fix it
quit all that talkin’ and sit back and listen
upping my standards, i got more ‘pecific
water on my neck and it look like pacific
low numbers on the gas like it was midget
i just be coolin’ like i’m in the frigid

- hoodrich pablo juan

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