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mikedz - rumors (versace boxers) lyrics
[intro]
you don’t know
it’s she don’t know
y’all are so talkative
until the point they are telling you your own stories
you don’t think you’ve heard it before
b-tch made -ss
[verse]
it’s a new year. we’re on top, though
something costal that got you singing gospels
a size 8 in these sheets, call it moscow
smooth sailing on these beats, call it roscoe
yeah a lot has changed, but i’m still the same
like her f-cking someone else and i’m still to blame
i’m trying to count these ends up, running diddy game
and that pretty thing done really came, how silly mane
it must be propane to that brown round
because how she rides makes a homie wake up out of town
i’m coming back to some fake rumors around town
a gang of bullsh-t was the only thing that i found
this crazy b-tch is to say i violated her
she is lying to the judge. she is ugly. i ain’t trying to get with her
you’ve really got some issues, girl. you ought to look it up
when you are the one that laid me down and the one that picked me up
so… a middle finger to whoever believes that
like i took that. really? you think i need that?
i’m on my french model sh-t. where paris at?
getting head, twisting up a blunt, pushing seats back
y’all couldn’t beat that. we’re too hard body
french kisses but that rosé from lombardy
the type to hit you like bane, call it tom hardy
without a seed or a branch in that bob marley
get our lean on, playing michael watts
think you riding high, but them forty inches is not
can’t see you, dog. your style is not important enough to watch
watch coordinate the shoes, shoes coordinate the socks
c-cky n-gga, i know. especially on the bottle
step inside of joints getting everybody eyeball
rocky marciano. got boxers from milano
that’s versace on my d-ck, n-gga. find it hard to swallow
a benz wagon will have a b-tch babbling
it will have her steaming off something random
so run and tell your friends, even though i can’t stand them
you ought to call the referee too, how i’m traveling
ebenezer b-tterick tweed suits with the pattern
my rich white bougie girl all dressed in the satin
bobby called to tell me get them. i replied i have them
just give me a couple weeks and i’ll be back in manhattan
i’ll throw one up for blueline, though. yo, what’s happening?
we’re gonna smoke an ounce to this. this could be the anthem
i’m trying to get these benjies like a n-gga never had them
sh-t, i’m trying to get these benjies like a n-gga never had them
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