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summrs – no really كلمات اغاني

[intro]
chasin’ the money

[verse]
you would not get in that car with me, don’t want apology
b_tch, i’m a prodigy, said “b_tch, don’t lie to me”
stuffin’ my prada jeans, mama is proud of me
n_ggas wanna copy me, and there ain’t no stoppin’ me, yeah
at your head with this b_tch like a fitted
i’m clutchin’ a fifty, or it be a switchy
it’s never a smitty
don’t show me no pity, b_tch, show me your titties
when i’m in the city, rockin’ number (n)ine mickey, i mix with givenchy
callin’ me papi when i be up in it
my brothers they prayin’ with they flag on ’em before they go spin it
sh_t can get serious (yeah)
this b_tch said i’m broke, likе b_tch is you serious
lil’ b_tch you delirious
i’m lucifer child, whеn i look in the mirror
i’m off of this red, i got on my baguettes
last year, i went and bought a patek
this year, i went and bought a piguet
i’m off the of f_ckin’ monnet congnac
this b_tch neck game worth my s_x (yeah)
i got a [?] out back
and i’m locked in with the mexicans, cartel n_ggas will cut off your neck
and i’m thinkin’ ’bout tradin’ in the s560 for a f_ckin’ ‘vette
you tried to play wit’ me last year, now your friend f_ckin’ me, that’s what you get (uh)
i just brought a maybach on your p_ssy ass
i got them snakes in my grass, had to cut them off now i’m on they ass (yeah, yeah)
and i’m drivin’ that car fast, i just spilled drank on my desk
now this b_tch a f_ckin’ red maybach (yeah, yeah)
yeah, i f_ck with your pretty ass, i ain’t mean to do you like that
i was in the field back doin’ bad (yeah, yeah)
and i know i did that bad, baby, yeah, i know i got that cash
i’m finna take your ass to saks (yeah, yeah)
i’m a big dog, give me that cat, i’ll put thirty racks in you bae
show you i f_ck with you like that (yeah, yeah)
friendly n_ggas tryna catch me down bad i’ma put that .45 on your ass
and we gon’ do it just like that (yeah, yeah)
know my diamonds in my mouth make that f_ckin’ p_ssy wet
and you know this sh_t ain’t no stress (yeah, yeah)
this sh_t pure, it’s all f_ckin’ facts, like some cocaine or some crack, lil’ b_tch i told you i’m really that
[outro]
yeah, i f_ck with your pretty ass, i ain’t mean to do you like that
i was in the field back doin’ bad (yeah, yeah)
and i know i did that bad, baby, yeah, i know i got that cash
i’m finna take your ass to saks (yeah, yeah)

- summrs

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