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siji rei - r.o. lyrics

[intro]
drop rick owe— (r.o.)
this a brand new motherf_cking beer n_gga (yea yuh yeah yeahh)
same way i’m crackin ya’ll n_ggas in the motherf_ckin’ skull n_gga (we goin’ up)
let’s get it (oo ooo)

[verse 1: paiddro]
i’m up in that lamborghini (hey)
doin’ the dash (yuh yuh)
up in the highway (on the highway)
goin’ too fast (skrrrt)
i promise they didn’t want me (no way)
i was just last (yea yea)
now they all on my phone and beggin’ for cash (aye, paiddro!)
well, i’ma just say no (say no)
i got a crib in barbados (barbados)
i got a b_tch look like dej loaf (yeah)
nevermind, look like j_lo (yea!)
i already told all of my opps, if you want smoke, say so
i already told my mama i been stackin’ up like legos (stackin’ it up)
i been made a hundred thousand, we grew up on pеsos (d_mn)
gotta thank god every day we got еnough to pay those (oo woahh)
forty percent in the motherf_ckin mall (in the mall)
put the rest in the safe though (yeah)
you know my clique, we like to ball (uh huh)
and we hot like volcano (yeah!)
[chorus: paiddro]
yeah, they know it’s my time now
yeah, i’m getting styled out
rick owens jacket, rick owens pants
rick owens shoes, i need that advance
yeah, they know it’s my time now (yuh!)
yeah, i’m getting styled out (what?)
rick owens jacket (huh?) rickowens pants (yeah)
rick owens shoes (what?) i need that advance (yeah yeah)

[verse 2: siji rei]
the way i’m ballin’ yeah, you know i feel like a starter (what?)
i’m make these hoes look so stupid, block her like ibaka (yea!)
i had to max out my rubies, that sh_t lookin’ like groudon
lately i’m feelin’ like sharkboy, my b_tch hot like lava (hot!)
i know that your b_tch ain’t hotter (what?)
i know that you can’t go harder (d_mn)
i got that shawty mad as f_ck, i’ma pass her off to javah (heyoo!)
i might just buy a crib in the bahamas, then match the ricky with the f_ckin pradas
these n_ggas bitin’ like some d_mn piranhas
she ain’t a 10, then i don’t want her
my n_ggas smokin’ on marijuana
stackin’ that paper, we countin’ those hundreds and fifties
i got some bad b_tches with me
i got these n_ggas so sick that they goin’ on sick leave
i rock the navy shirt with the ripped jeans
remember i started this sh_t at 15
now i just walk around like the big cheese
they showin’ love when i’m in the city
i feel like i need the key to the city (siji!)
[chorus: siji rei & paiddro]
yeah, they know it’s my time now
yeah, i’m gettin’ styled out
(rei)
rick owens jacket, rick owens pants (yeah)
rick owens shoes, i need that advance (yeah yeah)
yeah, they know it’s my time now (yuh!) (aye)
yeah, i’m gettin’ styled out (styled out)
rick owens jacket (huh?) rick owens pants (word?)
rick owens shoes (for real?) i need that advance (d_mn!)

[verse 3: siji rei]
f_ck these b_tches, yeah, i’m doin’ the dash
mind your business, got the cash in the stash
windows tinted, got a bag in the back (yea)
and a baddie in the back
she wanna ride passenger
oh, you tryna live lavish, huh?
girl, you’re far from average i’ma drip you out in this fashion, yeah

[outro: paiddro & siji rei]
what’s up, joe
got the mcchi— got the mcdoubles over here for my man joe
you see this coat?
you see this coat?!

- siji rei lyrics

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