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whiterosemoxie
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You can roll through just for the night though
Careful when I move, know that they might fold
She want Nike, want checks, baby, I write those
Lips all on my neck, that feel like white gold
Came from the D, grew up ice-cold
That's what I learned how to fight for
That's what the gang always tight for
Ran up on us, then they fell back
I had to go NFL that
Grabbing on me 'cause the whip fast
Switch lanes so quick, gave her whiplash
Uh, yeah
Back on the spot
They just hating, 'cause we young, and we hot
Wait 'til they see all they money we cop
Match the laces with the chain and the watch
Pull up to it, and they know who we are
Get green on the block I feel like H and R
She see me in public and know I'm star
Give me like 50, you know where we are, yeah
And I'm like you can roll through just for the night though
Careful when I move, know that they might fold
She want Nike, want checks, baby, I write those
Lips all on my neck, that feel like white gold
Booling on Cambridge, they asking for favors
But never give payments, you know that that ain't it
Got a pair of Pumas for every occasion
Cocoa in the bread, and you know that it's cajun
Loco on a beat got these lame rappers shakin'
Loco in my blood city, all in my veins, and
Ocho for a feat it ain't no conversations
Solo in the stu', I don't never vacation
Lock right beside of me, Cardo gon' ride for me
Come for my dawg, see a whole different side of me
Look to my left and my right like, "Who's stopping me?
Boss never change, because loyal they gotta be
I just might switch up, I had to lift my wrist up
I get my paper and twist up, texting me like, "Did I miss her?"
But I gotta focus on the bag, yeah
Gotta focus on the bag, baby
And I know you prolly feeling bad, yeah
But why you yelling, getting mad, baby?
On the phone, you tryna get me back, yeah
Like you the best I ever had, baby
But I'd rather go run my check-up, 'cause this right here won't last, baby
And I'm like you can roll through just for the night though
Careful when I move, know that they might fold
She want Nike, want checks, baby, I write those
Lips all on my neck, that feel like white gold
And I'm like you can roll through just for the night though
Careful when I move, know that they might fold
She want Nike, want checks, baby, I write those
Lips all on my neck, that feel like white gold
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