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pressa - christina milian lyrics
[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[hook]
i’m tryna get rich
you gon’ help me tryna get uh
they say love don’t cost a thing
until you dab christina milian
put her in christian dior with victoria secret bra
uh, she even hit it bruh
i don’t know how she put it on
and her panties pull it of
from f_cking night in and outta dark
they gon’ love you when the
dark place had a life versus a star
got her in balenciaga heels
she could barely walk
and that outfit look so good
she make a n_gga wait to f_ck
[verse 1]
she a stylist, she a stylist, she a stylist
always single, pretty little foreign, check the mileage
wrote my number on a piece of paper
she took so long just to dial it
f_ck me on the first night
tell her girl you don’t need to hide it
drip so wet, my b_tches sliding
different cartier diamonds
we do business with the tribesmen
pig n_gga like a lot
and this loyalty ain’t got a price
little n_ggas rapping on a mic
tryna get paid off for life
don’t believe in everything, on lah
we put on on line
i never freeze up on the line
bought a chicken noodles powder
play your block, whyg the god
shoot, shoot like do or die
and we gon’ back to truth
eh, never back to lies
[hook]
i’m tryna get rich
you gon’ help me tryna get uh
they say love don’t cost a thing
until you dab christina milian
put her in christian dior with victoria secret bra
uh, she even hit it bruh
i don’t know how she put it on
[verse 2]
and love don’t cost a thing like chill
i need me a little baby that do more than fix a table
she wanna wave, tell her stay low
benz all paid for, moonlight sailing
and i can tell her go and get my draco
run a n_gga down ?
my junkies stay up in the trap
you tell them trap jokes
and when you tackle
my life a gamble
we in the trap
we serving chickens like it’s nandos
gps get’s tracked tho
tell that b_tch paddle
and i’m a gangsta
trap out the bando
and you n_ggas still hating
this the newer drip
?
and you n_ggas still hating
this the newer drip
?
my og, he got hit
my shooters get it in
and we was cool as sh_t
trap house scoring sh_t
[hook]
i’m tryna get rich
you gon’ help me tryna get uh
they say love don’t cost a thing
until you dab christina milian
put her in christian dior with victoria secret bra
uh, she even hit it bruh
i don’t know how she put it on
and her panties pull it of
from f_cking night in and outta dark
they gon’ love you when the
dark place had a life versus a star
got her in balenciaga heels
she could barely walk
and that outfit look so good
she make a n_gga wait to f_ck
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