Luyện nghe bài hát Fitted Cap

Beat

Ross]
You know I stick to the
Twenty-million dollar nigga, but I do it this

(M-M-M-Maybach Music, Music)

[Rick - Chorus]
My Jordans high-top, fitted cap (Wuh!)
My Jordans high-top, fitted cap (Wuh!)
My Jordans high-top, fitted cap
My high-top, snapback fitted cap
The Rolls-Royce, all white
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' the Spikes

My Jordans high-top, snapback cap (Woo!)
My high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
The Rolls-Royce, it's all white (How can I not talk I got to)
(Wale!), the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' wit' the Spikes

[Wale - 1]
Yeah, uh
mics, bitch, I'm on my car show
My chick black and white, she no dime, that bitch a Concorde
11 know I'm reppin' this, shoot and I don't miss
The I'm in is rented, I ain't wit' all that commitment shit
P-R-Ps is proper, couple Gs I'm shoppin'
My girls and my SBs, got a thing for pink
out Frankie the Butcher, shout out Mishka in Brooklyn
That's some from 10.deep ATL, I'm wit' the cooker
I ain't e'en tryin', fool, ho, I ball like school
You bammas like Hyperstrikes, your sleep outside of you
And my niggas, you know just we just need more shit and
ironic how I drop some dough when I got them Homer Simpsons, look
Pine-green Foams, they may see the store
Got LeBron like Maverick and Richie Paul
Bitch, I ball, ho, you lame, look at my Laneys, lanes
Look at my 9s, look at my Blazers, at my 4s, cut wit' laser
Look at my whore, is your lady, look at my flo', makin' y'all crazy
Makin' y'all sick, y'all cannot me, Lexus drive me, Maybach pay me

[Rick - Chorus]
My high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
My Jordans high-top, fitted cap (Woo!)
The (Huh!), it's all white (Huh!)
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' the Spikes
Meek

[Meek
Yo
I said I'm swaggin' out in my Greys, no LL, but these cool Js
And my wrist froze, but I'm cool sha', like a head, I'm too paid
I'm too blazed, and I'm too high, George Kush, the crew high
Wrong move and that tool fly, better Kon that ass like
MMG, MOB, young nigga, I been OG
Walk around wit' like 10 on me, 5-7, that fen' on me
Don't grin on me wit' them stares, you ain't God unless no fear
Big money, all the hoes, HD, I came so
We jeweled out and we racked up, Phantom big it back up
Big Boy, look like a Mack truck, shooters ride wit' that Mac
I'm a Bad Boy, bitch, ask Puff, Simpson-Rodgers, my cup
On this shit, I can't up, country Ks as I man up
This Rozay, Wale, Gunplay, and that nigga
In Brazil, and this shit is real, got bad hoes and that whippet
One and we get the deal, one day and I fucked the bitch
My Levis, they 501, my snapback is hella

My Jordans high-top, fitted cap (Woo!)
My Jordans high-top, snapback cap (Woo!)
The Rolls-Royce (Huh!), it's all (Huh!)
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' wit' the

[J.
Fresh-ass nigga, no wonder why them be open
that nigga, so what'd I say? They okey-dokin'
How you figga? You fuckin' wit' me? I hope he
I'm witcha girl, you home alone, you Macauley Culkin
I'm oviedosin', ay, homie, smokin'
Then put my on you niggas, bet you gon' need lotion
I'm slowly roastin', heatin' up, so you know we
hoes wit' no emotion, fade away like Kobe postin'
Out in Sweden, like shit that you can't tell us
Lord, me, as a kid, I used to look at niggas jealous
'Cause uh, had them Js, and my mama wouldn't cop 'em
Can you blame Hundred dollars for them bitches wann't a option
Now we much better, nigga, pay whatever
Rock bitches once then forgot about 'em forever
My kicks like my chick, I don't need to the numbers
You just need to know I'm comin', I'll kill you this summer

My high-top, snapback fitted cap
My high-top, snapback fitted cap
The Rolls-Royce, it's all
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' the Spikes

My high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
My Jordans high-top, snapback cap (Woo!)
The Rolls-Royce (Huh!), it's all (Huh!)
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' the Spikes

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