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She like Yves Saint Laurent My garms from Italy, I feel like the don Paris Week I'm watching Louis Vuitton Saw her favourite rapper listen now she feeling my Everything she do is for the I duck your food and bredrin I don't need ya Her exes always tryna I'mma lead ya Her body she looking hot up like a fever Got me eager
I only girls on days that don't end with a Y Don't ask why you can't see trust up, you could never keep up Wrist if I ever freeze up You no say we and cheques so we like You know she she turned blind eye five bags that's a bad night Oooo we money now she like, like Fucked her the blindfold she ugly like me She no say nothin' she thought I was a freak You can get all when I see you on the streets Not like a nigga you want beef You that they do this for real mama You know that catch and they kill mama You know that I'm feeling your mama You you got a love for the whole summer
She smell like Saint Laurent My garms from Italy, I feel like the don Paris Fashion Week I'm watching Vuitton Saw her favourite rapper listen now she my song Everything she do is for the I might duck your food and bredrin I need ya Her exes tryna follow I'mma lead ya Her tight she looking hot up like a fever Got me looking
Remy in my cup got me seeing every peng twice Now I'm nice, no mixer just ice She I'm too cold, baby that's the ice my niggas that are scrubs doing deals for the rice You're pics but will you back the beef I'm a VIP, for real, these stacks on me beef with who I love that's a catastrophe Cos we came up the mud like its Glastonbury Fendi on my belt match my brown miss My Henny's super red thats expensive brown piss She said she tequila but I ain't about this I don't really drink Patron I ain't around MIST And I hate makeup thats a tho Rest you can't get up in this Royce tho I'm up on all of my opps as far as go Cos no one's copping what we're copping with this flow
She smell like Yves Laurent My were from Italy, I feel like the don Paris Week I'm watching Louis Vuitton Saw her favourite listen now she feeling my song she do is for the media I might your food and bredrin I don't need ya Her exes always tryna follow lead ya Her tight she looking hot up like a fever Got me looking
She smell Yves Saint Laurent My were from Italy, I feel like the don Fashion Week I'm watching Louis Vuitton Saw her favourite rapper now she feeling my song Everything she do is for the I might your food and bredrin I don't need ya Her exes always tryna follow lead ya Her body tight she looking hot up like a Got me looking
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