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She just want to book herself a flight Heartbreak got her feeling club lights Sober minded she don't want to fuss and fight Drunken sex got her thinking it's alright She pop a pill and doesn't feel the pain She feel the storm but dance up in the rain She hooked upon the feeling like cocaine She smoking on the gas like it's propane Never the one play (hey) Even though I coach the game (aye) I'm into public relations (aye) I've always paved your way (Yeah) Money can change the game (aye) Money can make it rain (rain) Candy will leave a stain (aye) Shorty will leave me brain (aye) Sauce up on pizza roll Sauce up the piano roll Sauce came with her outfit Body suit and a camel toe Money green like oregano Leather seats like white snow Blow up like the Draco Pockets say what I make though Thick ass with her tattoos Sade with her taboos Lame niggas she misuse Don't press with an issue Time worth more than money She don't f*ck with no bummy Your paper slow like mummy Game sick like it's runny Looks kill she a murder Love gun she a burner Body shape like Tina Turner Business bitch she a earner Let the checks do the talking Porsche bitch when you walking She a dog no barking Money fast go carting She just want to book herself a flight Heartbreak got her feeling club lights Sober minded she don't want to fuss and fight Drunken sex got her thinking it's alright She pop a pill and doesn't feel the pain She feel the storm but dance up in the rain She hooked upon the feeling like cocaine She smoking on the gas like it's propane Hoe bitches never phased her Ol girl keep it playa And she always keep a razor A 45 and a taser All the bills been paid Always down to get laid No roaches she raid House cleaned no maid All the niggas she played Left em all in a maze Niggas couldn't raise the stakes She don't use paper plates Bottles don't even impress her Graveyard on her dresser She know she the treasure Her sex game you can't measure Dick ain't always her pleasure Other bitches might test her Girls be applying pressure Shoot her shot like a western Bae goals like a motherfucker Road tripping like a big trucker Gassed up like war mustard Baby sweet like fresh custard Know the game like cheat codes Baby pussy go beast mode Weed bricks like free throws Money growing like Afros Low key like movie props Daddy issue ain't no pops Work the poles til the music stops Money fall she'll make it drop She just want to book herself a flight Heartbreak got her feeling club lights Sober minded she don't want to fuss and fight Drunken sex got her thinking it's alright She pop a pill and doesn't feel the pain She feel the storm but dance up in the rain She hooked upon the feeling like cocaine She smoking on the gas like it's propane
Sanatçı: Balhead
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