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reason - gina! (august alsina) كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
yeah, yeah

[chorus]
hopped out diva, head like gina, mix margarita, yeah, yeah
check like fema, whip john cena, white lil’ creeper, yeah, yeah
hot like fever, f_ckin’ on cougar like august alsina
young rich n_gga stand tall, i’m a leader
hit right, spot now she yellin’ out, “eureka”

[post_chorus]
yeah, haunted while i drive, i think this b_tch a ghost
yeah, f_ck her ’til she cry, i like my chickens soaked
yeah, blow a bag, i can’t have my b_tches broke
gettin’ head while i drive, i love my b_tch for sure, yeah

[verse 1]
kicked in the gates
she don’t even like a n_gga but the money long, so she slid for the bait
know the ass real, you can tell by the waist
headed to the wealth, i ain’t even gotta chase
headed where i’m headed, i ain’t even gotta fake
vacay home with the view, got a lake
tyron woodley, we was runnin’ from jakes
glowed up ballin’, i can’t call it
came through early, y’all still yawnin’
wrist in the dark but the lights keep glowin’
will i be rich? b_tch, is ice still frozen?
kites still flyin’? mike still jordan?
money keep comin’, money counter keep countin’
i can tell them n_ggas fraud
came from the ghetto, b_tch
blewed up here, we livin’ large
[chorus]
hopped out diva, head like gina, mix margarita, yeah, yeah
check like fema, whip john cena, white lil’ creeper, yeah, yeah
hot like fever, f_ckin’ on cougar like august alsina
young rich n_gga stand tall, i’m a leader
hit right, spot now she yellin’ out, “eureka”

[interlude]
first of all, we need doctors, lawyers, fast food workers, burger flippers
like, i’m tryna understand why everybody wanna be a f_ckin’ rapper

[verse 2]
ayy, triple my work just to double the salary
b_tches doubted, now they tell me they proud of me
burn these n_ggas, treat the comp like they calories
love me a keisha, won’t catch me with mallory, greatest undoubtedly
you can’t walk a mile in mine, you get calluses
top dawg, take a trip to these palaces
ghetto queen with the sage, i like balances
speakin’ of balances, my checks got too many o’s
give a f_ck ’bout a ho, n_gga, give a f_ck ’bout a ho, n_gga
f_ck a gold digger, she don’t leave with no gold with her
send her back to her old n_gga
i’m a road k!ller, head shotter, slow k!ll ’em
leave the body there covered roses
seen you n_ggas, take a look at your homies
vogue n_ggas, your whole circle is posers
take the last shot, my circle is closers
too much real, life a movie, i’m focused
sleep ’em and wake ’em up, hit ’em with folgers, reas’ here
n_ggas ain’t done enough, treat whoever runnin’ sh_t like a runner_up
bucks comin’, this a ride, i’ma buckle up
please be honest, i’m shinin’, i’m polished, i’m climbin’, i’m climbin’, i’m..
[outro]
i know like it’s lit and all but d_mn we still need doctors, lawyers, and burger f_ckin’ flippers
the f_ck?
june 2011

- reason

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