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ripsi winelover – bugatti كلمات اغاني

[intro: future and dj khaled]
we the motherf_ckin best n_gga
remix motherf_cker!
ace hood!
this the remix!
ear drummers

[chorus: future]
i come looking for you with haitians
i stay smoking on good jamaican
i f_ck b_tches from different races
you get money they started hating (turn up!)
i woke up in a new bugatti (remix!)
i woke up in a new bugatti (remix!)
i woke up in a new bugatti (remix!)
i woke up in a new bugatti (remix!)
i woke up in a new bugatti (remix!)

[verse 1: ace hood]
i woke up in a new bugatti
tats all over my body
gettin’ real money, n_ggas still hatin’ on me
man y’all need a nеw hobby
or they won’t talk to me, what they gon’ say?
i ball, you a watеrboy, bobby boucher
on top, toupée, y’all n_ggas fruitcakes
i don’t really play games but i keep 2 k’s
d_mn, mr. hood why you do ’em like that?
pull up in the drop with the ceiling top back
couple weeks old, “bugatti” done went gold
you ain’t even know, i deserve that plaque
we the best, runnin’ every summer in fact
july 16th i’m bringin’ the real back
broward! p_ssy
[bridge: future]
i woke up in a new bugatti

[verse 2: meek mill]
hold up, double m back in this b_tch
walk in the club with a mac on my hip
diamonds look like n_ggas snappin a fl!ck
ballin’ i blow fifty racks in the vip
i back in the whip, maybach with your b_tch
a new mussolini in back of the six
i’m sh_ttin’ on rappers, these rappers is sick
cause my homies got whips that these rappers ain’t get
cause we crackin’ them bricks and i package the zip
and i’m switchin’ my flow, i spit crack in this b_tch
and i been hit your ho, now she back on my d_ck
but i get to the dough and get back at your b_tch
like hollup, i woke up in coon new ferrari
with all my motherf_ckin’ jewelry on me
new aston martin plus a rolls royce
and a new ferrari, that’s a new bugatti

[chorus: future]
i woke up in a new bugatti
i woke up in a new bugatti
i woke up in a new bugatti
i woke up in a new bugatti
i woke up in a new bugatti
[verse 3: t.i.]
and it’s paid for n_gga
got racks, stack ’em up like lego n_gga
i’m a motherf_ckin’ g, i don’t play with no n_gga
multi_millionaire self_made ho n_gga
h_u_s_t_l_e gang
for that, in god we trust, we bang
i’m the new john gotti in a new bugatti
i got a few young hotties wanna get sh_t poppin’
right, put it in the light
n_gga got ice but it don’t look right
if a n_gga buy a brick and it don’t cook right
i’ll whip that sh_t for a rack, sit tight
i got a bag full of tools and some yay to move
and all i want is money, leave the fame to you
i graduated out of gladiator school
so all i know is go like i’m trained to do
right now, turn my mazy pedal to the metal i’m ashin’ out
i let the top down in my phantom drop
blowin’, i’m high as an astronaut
when you see me, i’m cashin’ out
walked into mercedes bought half the lot
you keep carrying on, you getting carried out
cause i don’t take ass whoopins, just pass ‘em out
is this worth getting blasted about?
no forreal, is it worth getting blasted about?
[verse 4: wiz khalifa]
money conversation, get so high, i be scr_pin’
got my eyes like a asian, in my ride, like i’m racin’
in the sky, like a plane, it’s gang or die
ain’t no lames up in my circle, ain’t no ho sh_t in my eyes
throwin’ money in the air, poppin’ bands and let it fly
where i’m from, you come up short, pull that thing and let it fly
you know me, blow so much dank, think i’m marley
got so much ink on my body, brought so much drink to the party
i fell asleep and woke up in a new bugatti

[chorus: future]
i woke up in a new bugatti
i woke up in a new bugatti
i woke up in a new bugatti

[verse 5: birdman]
fresh, whips, candy on that money dip
five hundred, i’m hood rich, put in work, did a hundred flips
been about them mansions, stunna island, we packin’
rich gang, we uptown, n_gga hardbody and mackin’
tool on that back, n_gga, money and that power
mansion on that beach, n_gga, blood red bugatti
versace on my b_tch, n_gga, blow a mil’ like it’s a dollar
stunt!

[bridge: future]
i woke up in a new bugatti

[verse 6: french montana]
woke up with the crown n_gga, serving bobby brown, n_gga
started from the bottom now it’s carter, nino brown n_gga
take my spot n_gga never will, now i know how ‘melo feel
we both shooters from new york (turn up!)
but i shown n_gga how the metal feel
fidel castro with them cuban links
with mark cuban where them cubans link
excuse my french n_gga, no france
hottest new n_ggas in ten years
coke boy deal like ten m’s
dj khaled up in there

[bridge: future]
i woke up in a new bugatti

[verse 7: 2 chainz]
flow hot as the mojave, gimme that sloppy sh_t
all on my car stick, give her some hundreds she did
like this, i’mma say this! f_ck it, i’ll say it!
if you got good p_ssy you should always have your rent paid
choke on some bands if i’m not mistaken
add up my outfit, fashion statement
this the school of hard knocks; graduation (tru!)

[bridge: future]
i woke up in a new bugatti

[verse 8: ace hood]
i’m sick of y’all n_ggas all talkin’ crazy
hottest n_gga spittin’ and they can’t debate it
i didn’t really know 2pac or big
but know the beast within’ll reincarnate ’em
f_ck underrated, i’m constipated
i’m sh_ttin’ on ’em, f_ck toilet paper
you’re now tuned into the f_ckin’ greatest
ace hood, congratulations
say name one n_gga that’s rockin’ with him
flow like a hundred round choppa n_gga
made a way out of the jungle
and now they in trouble, i used to be humble as sh_t
recently flooded my neck and my wrist
tell all them critics to suck on the d_ck
n_gga, broward

[bridge: future]
i woke up in a new bugatti

[verse 9: ripsi winelover]
rolling in my bugatti
k!ller stay uptown, louden va tree
word…bugattis i just wake up
in wait uh min u ain’t got no bugatti ok
i was playin b_tch
under pressure like scuba divers
trying to seek atlantis through
an under sea secrete passage
blaze past you in my bugatti
i’m tryna be low key
who didn’t really care to see, or give a d_mn if she
i dumped the hoe and fell asleep inside of a bugatti
and my hadukid is watch how i do them, see
by mindless rappers on
how they bought a new bugatti
and my thun thun is blueand if i pop that b_tch
go f_ck fendi cassh and bugatti boy rich
in a red bugatti, lookin’ like i claim blood
entrance no charge cause we late to the club
ah f_ck it i’ll run your ass over with a bugatti
what the f_ck i look like, saying i’m sorry

[outro: future]
i woke up in a new bugatti

- ripsi winelover

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