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Patek

アーティスト:Future, Lil Uzi Vert  アルバム:Pluto x Baby Pluto (Deluxe)  作詞:Anton Martín Mendo/Brandon Terrell Veal/Nayvadius Wilburn/Symere Woods  作曲:Anton Martín Mendo/Brandon Terrell Veal/Nayvadius Wilburn/Symere Woods  発売年:2020 

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(Brrt, brrt) Three ninety two, switch it up with the cat (Cat) I count a million right here on my lap (On my lap) Bought a new Spyder then take off the plastic I stomp on that forty eight eight, hit the gas Rick Owens pants, they lay to relax Crocodile Dundee, Don C on my hat Alligator shoe on the pedal when I press it (Oh yeah) Alligator shoe on the pedal when I press it (Brrt, brrt) You know we stay vibed out and that is a fact None of these girls got strings attached I'ma get my blue cheese and I be dressing I gotta teach these bitches a lesson She fell in love, she saw a million racks I made it out, I ain't going back (Ooh) Killing these niggas in all black Look at these bit es, tryna broadcast Bad, it's two, it's not even nobody bad as you (Oh, yeah) Come on, baby, you know that I'm bagging you I had to get a Louis, a bag or two It is no one that is bad as you We got new Pateks on Pateks, too Made it straight to the top, got a whole lot to lose Keep on asking me shit, tryna find the truth (Shh) I said baby, I'm better off lying to you I said baby, I'm better off lying to you You will never be able to find a root (Oh, oh) Everything on me designer too (Oh, yeah) Everything on me designer times two (Ooh) All of my diamonds, they pink or they blue (Ooh, ooh) All of my diamonds, they yellow or white (Oh, yeah) I put that lean in the Fanta, no Sprite (Oh, yeah) Rollie got ice and the bando right We shot the opp at a candle light My boys, they got choppas, can't stay in a fight (My boys, they got choppas, can't stay in a fight) Lil Uzi Vert known to get to the commas (Oh, yeah) Niggas they mad, 'cause I'm big as Obama Put that on my gang, put that right on my mama Watch out for snakes 'cause these niggas, they serpents Pull up, big body, Maybach with the curtains Bulletproof on the Bentayga, I'm nervous Bulletproof my whip like it's a Suburban I fucked your bitch, I ain't do that on purpose Had to say bye-bye, that baby a birdie I kicked her out on the sidewalk, so had to curve it (Kick her out) Different color stones, it look like a circus I'ma kill that pussy, get convicted for murder (I'ma kill) I ain't whippin' service, bitch, we pay for these verses (Oh, yeah) Diamonds on my neck not tucked, they emerging Come on, bitch, now tell me what is the verdict (Oh, yeah) Come on, baby, tell me what is the verdict (Oh, yeah) My pockets big as excursion (Oh, yeah) I be smoking weed until I can't breathe She in love with the style, that's why she can't leave I can never walk and beg on my knees So my new girl, she black and Japanese (Yeah, whoa, ayy) She's filling all of my needs (All of my needs, yeah, let's go, Uzi Vert, let's go) I don't even think these boys ready No, I don't think these boys ready AK, the front, yeah, it came with machete Beat up the pot, almost caught a domestic Might buy the block, build it up like it's Tetris Too many foreign vibes all in my session (Whoo) Too many foreign vibes


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