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summrs – prayer كلمات اغاني

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[intro]
i’m_

[chorus]
hop out the pj then get on the yacht
probably stay worried ‘bout money i got
stop pocket watchin’, ain’t worried ’bout what you got (woah)
fell asleep, nodding off of the wock
woke up next morning to a pretty thot
she foreign, brazil, she callin’ me papi (bnyx)

[verse]
yeah, yeah
it’s like a domino effect with all these hoes
the way that i’m knockin’ them down, one by one, that’s how that sh_t go
she eatin’ me up, it’s so good, yeah
she do that sh_t just like a pro (woah)
woah
i’m with luh kranky on stage, we paid for days, lil’ n_gga, okay (yeah)
i wanted this sh_t in my way, i’m runnin’ up rackades everyday
go play in this one, i’ll crack your noggin like some crème brûlée
i know this sh_t i’m finna say is cliché, but at your sh_t like a temp fade, yeah
aight, let me hop on with some swag
i’m up in my bag, she shakin’ that ass
long as she keep shakin’ that ass, she gon’ keep bein’ able to brag
just hopped out of first class
just me and jason, we got jet lag
24/7 in the stu’, that’s how i generate these motherf_ckin’ blues
b_tch, i’m poppin’ these blues, i’m sipping on juice, i don’t sip on grey goose
in the two_tone maybach truck, this b_tch get to bouncin’ like a kangaroo
with my dawgs hangin’ out of the roof, but them n_ggas no_rules, them n_ggas gon’ shoot
got the title to this maybach, lil’ b_tch, i could show you the motherf_ckin’ proof
this b_tch got some motherf_ckin’ guala
this b_tch pull a white man daughter
started poppin’ them blues up in florida
swear to god, these b_tches make me smarter
this b_tch said she likin’ my twin
i just told the b_tch i’ll do my thing
in the big body, take up two lanes
this b_tch gave me helmut lang
i ain’t the one to buy you a ring
i ain’t the one to pop out with you out up in public, but baby girl, you know i got fame
these drugs keepin’ me sane
in the ‘cat, blowin’ out the brain
on the moon, thinkin’ bout everything
this sh_t turning out strange (i’m working on dying, bnyx)
hoes moan my name
they wanna f_ck me now
i’ll buy you a patek philippe if you gon’ hold sh_t down
stop f_ckin’ with these clowns
and when it’s finna go down, i’m ten toes on the f_ckin’ ground
my brothers put they trust in me, i’ll spray the whole sixty rounds
i like my b_tches brown
that p_ssy got me like “wow”
that sh_t got me like “woah”
you tryna take my soul
won’t bend, i won’t fold
in the can, i’m ten toes
that big doodie up on a soul
you know how that sh_t go (shh)
i’m gettin my m’s
i ain’t takin no l’s
h_ll nah, i’m not them
b_tch, you’ll go to h_ll
and i’ma meet you there
and that’s real sh_t, i don’t care, yeah
yeah, sippin’ on this drank, it feel like i’m fallin’ down the stairs
i’m poppin’ my sh_t two times, three times, this sh_t ain’t fair
she sit on this d_ck like a chair, she feel me anywhere without a care
that’s why i f_ck with you, baby girl, this probably why we was meant to be together
she stuck on me just like some feathers
i just spilled some lean on my leather
and i think this sh_t gon’ last forever
not talkin’ ’bout you, talkin’ ‘bout the cheddar
anytime and any weather
and you know that i’ma f_ck you better
i’m on drugs, baby, say a prayer
i be sendin’ hearts, say a prayer
[chorus]
hop out the pj then get on the yacht
probably stay worried ‘bout money i got
stop pocket watchin’, ain’t worried ’bout what you got (woah)
fell asleep, nodding off of the wock
woke up next morning, to a pretty thot
she foreign, brazil, she callin’ me papi (bnyx)

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