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iayze - adin ross lyrics
[intro]
(rrr_rrr_rrr_rrr)
real murda worth sh_t, b_tch, ayy, huh
huh, young n_gga gettin’ money on camera, n_gga, feel like adin ross, uh (like adin ross)
every time my momma got paid she used to take us to ross (take us– to ross, n_gga)
[pre_chrous]
ayy, i’m clean n_gga, she wanna f_ck, let me beat (b_tch)
clean out the scene n_gga, big ass truck, f_ck up the streets (rrr_rrr)
roll up the weed n_gga, roll the window down, don’t f_ck up the seats
give me a glock man, f_ck a lil’ promag
n_ggas gon’ fold off the g23
[verse 1]
30 gon’ sneak up and [lil’ dee?] creep, mp5 be bangin’ like mp3
i don’t get enough props when i shoot the glock, b_tch, i feel like cp3 (bi–)
i don’t get enough props when i took his thot, n_gga i just saved his life
i don’t gеt enough props, getting guap, laugh to the bank likе chris rock
[chorus]
i don’t get enough props, young n_gga, i know myself a boss (b_tch)
f_cked the bag up just to cut the cost, quit the lean like adin ross (b_tch)
she ride me like a motocross, many n_ggas in your yard built like rick ross
young n_ggas in the dark, they’ll let it spark (rrr_rrr_rrr_rrr)
[refrain]
f_cked the bag up just to cut the cost, quit the lean like adin ross (n_gga)
young n_gga, gettin’ money on camera n_gga, i feel like adin ross (b_tch)
every time my momma got paid, used to take a n_gga straight ross (b_tch, n_gga)
creep up through your bush, hide outside his house, everything he feel is hot
[bridge]
n_gga, hot n_gga (rrr_rrr_rrr, ayy, i love you, baby)
whatcha on, whatcha on? (was tryna say, ayy)
(rrr_rrr_rrr) whatcha on, whatcha on? (i love you, baby, hey, you know i’m gettin’ money)
i’ma just stick with a glock (rrr_rrr_rrr)
a glock, whatcha on, whatcha on? (and f_ck these n_ggas, i’m turnt up)
(rrr_rrr_rrr) whatcha on n_gga, whatcha on n_gga? (you know i go through the most but i don’t put you through that sh_t)
whatcha on n_gga, whatcha on? (whatcha on n_gga?)
[verse 2]
young n_gga, gettin’ money on camera n_gga, i feel like adin ross (b_tch, n_gga)
young n_gga make ’em f_ck up the stamina, get to shootin’ up the block (block)
bad b_tch, let me f_ck her on camera, i never cuffed a thot (thot, n_gga)
young n_gga, pistol on the greyhound, i never take the dot (n_gga, b_tch)
[pre_chorus]
ayy, i’m clean n_gga, she wanna f_ck, let me beat (b_tch)
clean out the scene n_gga, big ass truck, f_ck up the streets (rrr_rrr)
roll up the weed n_gga, roll the window down, don’t f_ck up the seats
give me a glock man, f_ck a lil’ promag
n_ggas gon’ fold off the g23 (bi–)
[chorus]
i don’t get enough props, young n_gga, i know myself a boss (b_tch)
f_cked the bag up just to cut the cost, quit the lean like adin ross (b_tch)
she ride me like a motocross, many n_ggas in your yard built like rick ross
young n_ggas in the dark, they’ll let it spark (n_gga, n_gga)
[outro]
(rrr–ayy, rrr_rrr, i love you, baby)
whatcha on, whatcha on? (was tryna say, ayy)
(rrr_rrr_rrr) whatcha on, whatcha on? (i love you, baby, hey, you know i’m gettin’ money)
(rrr_rrr_rrr) whatcha on, whatcha on? (and f_ck these n_ggas, i’m turnt up)
(rrr_rrr_rrr) whatcha on? b_tch, b_tch (you know i go through the most but i don’t put you through that sh_t)
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