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Rich Homie Quan
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Brain Nichols
Young thug x Rich Homie Quan
I'ma ball like Spalding, nigga I'm a Blood, I'm a baller, you can call a nigga And I'm smokin' angel dust, yeah, spa nigga And I'm attracted to green like gua', niggas I'ma pull up late, regulate My jewels are no joke, shit's frosted like flakes I swear to God I'm baked, like Easy Bake I show the very same energy, sound like a taser Yeah shot like a shawty with a taser Fly the bitch to LA, she ballin' like a Laker I know not to tell and never speak to the neighbor In fact I can't see 'em, I'm on so many acres Ever since I met shawty I feel like Hercules And I'm smokin' bales of weed cause it grow on trees Six girls in my mouth like a set of Ds With my West Boast Bloods bangin' burgundy Rich bags under my eye, nigga Birkin Ds She say, 'I want Victoria Secret' And I fuck her long, watch her decrease Even though I'm a Blood, she like CC She get mad whenever I bring her BB Shoot, no 2-2-3, DVD Watch me shoot them folk way up the street Lost a whole hundred bands, bands with the heat I'ma die for my clan, [?]me Diamonds red like a mothafucka cut me And I smoke rusty and dusty What are you doin' in this game? I wanna know what are you doin' in this game? Hey, baby girl what you doin' out here? 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 What the fuck are you doin' out here? I know what you're doin' out here I know what you're doin' out here You killin' these bitches, killin' these niggas Cook a lot of white like Tommy Hilfiger Baby girl, I'll give you this [?][?]nigga Ridin', nigga with [?]I ain't lookin' for the swoop, I need a bitch do that to me I want a bitch with some loot who gon' take care her kids I mean make sure her kids straight forever, you dig? I won't stop gettin' money forever, you dig? And I ain't talkin' 'bout a shovel, you dig? I just bought a new dog that'll eat up you pig I just bought a new car, a hunna, you dig? Shhh, stop, a hundred ain't shit Two boys wasn't much, a hundred on them Can't go broke, it may not come again But a lot of money comin' in You don't belong here so… Baby watch out for the sharks, watch out for the cops Watch out for the thots They just want a piece of you, like me Beat 'em like Bruce Lee Facin' life and you're broke, here go my shoulder Boy you can cry on me No, no tellin' but I told you You can't 'trol, control these streets If a pussy nigga play I'm gonna gun him down like a G B you can't see me I'm ballin', you can't even D me
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