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roof pigz - white shirt girl كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
dj l9f buddy boye
that’s the baseline

[verse 1: young zesty]
uh huh, uh huh
i got money to burn so i use it for my fireplace
couldn’t pay the interest so i hung it from the fire escape
so many hundreds i can’t fit them in my suitcase
took her to my room and now she’s squirting like some toothpaste
born in the drought so a n-gg- stay thirsty
money bag fuller than a thanksgiving turkey
subzero, kombat, dudes want to verse me
didn’t do nothing but i keep the neck frosty
scheming on the homies trynna free obabo
cus he k!lled more people than your boy kahl drogo
for my last birthday wish i asked to cure cancer
f-ck calvin kleins all the g’s wear pampers
tell elsa to move for your boy young snowglobe
going to the grammys roll up in a blow boat
suit so money make you look like a hobo
money so suit make you look like a gobo

[hook: lil tilty]
white shirt girl, white shirt girl, white shirt
white shirt girl, white shirt girl, white shirt
white shirt girl, white shirt girl, white shirt
white white shirt shirt shirt shirt girl girl
white shirt girl, white shirt girl, white shirt shirt girl
white shirt girl, white shirt
white shirt girl, white shirt girl
white white shirt shirt shirt shirt girl girl girl girl

[verse 2: lil tilty]
bill tilty clinton still slanging corn
walk up in a jewelry store, in a store
you know i got some money on me
rolex on my neck, rolex on my feet
lil tilty rob a bank on christmas
wipe a n-gg- out like some dirty dishes
you know i got bars like a jungle gym
diamonds so water i just took a swim
i pull up with my goons, i show up with my goons, i blow up your whole room
leave you up in a tomb, i run up to your boo and go up in her womb
gangin’ out, plus i got extra drugs, plus i just do it i swear
got money, got bottles, got babies, ’bout to throw it all in the air

[verse 3: g-money mcsk!llet]
abby’s making me cry and shit
so i’m just gonna rap and shit
i’ll alter your whole demeaner
i’m meaner than a hotdog with no weiner
cus i’m hot cus
i’m back even more whack than you initially was
and i’m cleaner than a peach with no f-ckin’ yeah yeah
just call me
just call me up for some 1 v 1 hide-and-seek
ye, sneak into your cabinets and peek inside your condiments
think you don’t remember that
yeah!

[interlude]
welcome to blood gangsters

white shirt girl, white shirt girl, white shirt
white shirt girl, white shirt girl, white shirt
white shirt girl, white shirt girl, white shirt
white white shirt shirt shirt shirt girl girl
white shirt girl, white shirt girl, white shirt shirt girl
white shirt girl, white shirt
white shirt girl, white shirt girl
white white shirt shirt shirt shirt girl girl girl girl

[verse 4: lil tilty]
croissant
croissant croissant
b-tch riding round on croissant for the morning
you don’t like me, imma put you in a garden
straight up chairs with the croissant on a monday
doors wide open looking like i’m funny
lil tilty girl, i’m ’bout this money
white shirt girl, call it white shirt sunday
k!ll yo -ss with a croissant and a gun also
eat this b-tt like i eat a drum, yeah

[outro: tha hazardus wazard & lil tilty]
was that a freestyle?
yes
no way!

- roof pigz

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