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lil tracy – cali king كلمات اغاني

[intro]
(ayy, xz, you fire)

[chorus]
i got three freaks on the cali king (on a cali king)
he on a twin bed with some dirty sheets (on some dirty sheets)
i spent fifty_five hundred, i told ’em to keep the receipt (fifty_five hundred)
had a dream i was rapping inside of the booth, i work in my sleep (let’s go)
he don’t wanna get rich, he want clout, yeah (he want clout, yeah)
you say you running up, then why the f_ck you on the couch? yeah (why the f_ck you on the couch? yeah)
shoutout to my accountant
i swear to god i woke up to like forty thousand (let’s go)

[verse]
cali king inside my room, i could fit all your hoes
i put diamonds on my tooth, don’t hide my smile no more
put my d_ck inside her gut, she sing the highest note
yeah, them hating n_ggas talk but they on silent mode
why these n_ggas flexing for the gram? (why?)
knowing d_mn well he could use a helping hand (a helping hand)
i’m not tryna stunt but my belt cost more than your pants
i make these n_ggas sick, get some medicine for that man
i jumped on a plane, i’m in first class on the way to go pick up some guap
no cap, i just got me a big bag, used to put money right in my sock
i really don’t care ’bout your b_tch ass, you can hate on me all that you want
i know you broke and your b_tch trash, need to take that b_tch out to the dump (woo)
i’m running sh_t like a president counting dividends (dividends)
yeah, i’m tired of the b_tches, want a princess (want a princess)
i’m too smart, b_tch, i probably could’ve went to princeton
balling hard, b_tch, i probably could pay for the pistons
[chorus]
i got three freaks on the cali king (on a cali king)
he on a twin bed with some dirty sheets (on some dirty sheets)
i spent fifty_five hundred, i told ’em to keep the receipt (fifty_five hundred)
had a dream i was rapping inside of the booth, i work in my sleep (let’s go)
he don’t wanna get rich, he want clout, yeah (he want clout, yeah)
you say you running up, then why the f_ck you on the couch? yeah (why the f_ck you on the couch? yeah)
shoutout to my accountant
i swear to god i woke up to like forty thousand (forty thousand)

- lil tracy

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