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アーティスト:Dave East  アルバム:Kairi Chanel 

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I did a lot but I never hated Never hated Did a lot but I never hated We throw the money up We throw the money up I did a lot but I never hated We throw the money up We throw the money up Strapped with my driver You know there's no running up You go against the family you dumb or what? I'm bout to fuck four or five summers up She got that waist trainer on her waist Told that bitch go get a tummy tuck Wake up, I'm smoking dope everyday I hit the bank that's a money run Baby girl chew me like bubble gum I do not wanna smoke blunts with them On them late nights pray the sun will come Double dutching bitches jumping us Polo on me, lot of horse power Past women I am done with them Baggin up in front my little brother I ain't wanna do that shit in front of him Niggas tell me that I'm going nuts Ask your bitch, she just was holdin those You put Gucci all up on her clothes When it come to this she probably overdose Waited long enough we on it now No more hoopin' but I'm balling now Got em in they feelings, I don't call 'em now I'm just tryna get it foreign tryna whip it Neiman Marcus went like 20 on 'em Shout to Trigga, had the Bentley for me Remember I ain't have a penny on me If it's not Buscemi, classic Penny's on me Walking like I got a milli on me I did a lot but I never hated My man home so we celebrating I'm in a condo with a elevator My mind blowed, I'm just elevating I've been on a different type of time I've been on a different type of time I did a lot but I ain't never hated My man home so we celebrating I'm laying up countin hella paper Got her goin down, I'm just levitating I've been on a different type of time I've been on a different type of time I'm tearing Louis down I'm tearing Fendi down I'm hot, that's a Fendi now Jacket say Fendi now Won't pay for no verses I smoke in the back of that Bentley now I did not have a lot We did not have a lot Like how was they upset with Biggie? How was they mad at Pac? I ain't have a crib but I had a Glock I had the plug and Black had the pot I want the world, you can have the block Jump out a Porsche with the baddest thot Remember I was tryna pay the cop In and out the back of patty wagons Pockets probably pack a lot of salad, I Cameras in it helped me back it out Prince of my city, what's that about They heard I could spit, tryna rap it out They reach out they hands tryna dap it out I go in my zone and I'm blacking out We traveling, Wayno just map it out I got my boarding pass I just want all the cash What's better than that? I think of hoopty, that Jetta


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