n.v.t spice zack & cody şarkı sözleri

Won't catch me poppin' no xans Cause I ain't tryna slack off Runnin' up them hunnids so imma keep stuntin' I'm hotter than hot sauce Need a whip with the top off Making hits like top golf Feeling hot finna pop off On god I ain’t answering no calls (Yeah) Remember what you told me It was OD Had me trippin' in my mental I was drownin’ slowly Hit a n**** wit the block Posted up like a goalie Call you Mrs. Capalot cause I just know you want me I ain't even finna trip, we get this guacamole You know I'm always with my brother like we Zack and Cody Keep my eyes up on the prize, gotta get the trophy Cause we flying to the sky taking off like 2, 3 (Yeah yeah) I be gettin right, she like that I’m boujee She tell me I look fine when I wear that Gucci She always on my mind but I gotta do me Got that 2020 sight, tryna cop that 2-seat Tryna put us all in ice, make sure it come with 2 V’s Cause I'm grinding for them nights when we ain’t have no blue cheese And I could've got her right, could've got her some rubies She was never actin right, cut her after she blew me When I cut up in the function they just be like ooo-wee In the circle get it bussin’ do the slide like toosie And you know my diamonds jumpin' I just spent like 2, 3 If y'all n****s get to touching y'all gon see a new me Labels ain't sign me God said he got me It's all about the timing Patience keep grinding Don't stop keep climbing Got in my bag Came up from rags They was showing me no love They was showing me no love (Yeah, yeah) Won't catch me poppin no xans Cause i ain't tryna slack off Running up them hunnids so imma keep stuntin' I'm hotter than hot sauce Need a whip with the top off Making hits like top golf Feeling hot finna pop off On god I ain't answering no calls Remember what you told me It was OD Had me trippin' in my mental I was drownin' slowly Hit a n**** wit the block Posted up like a goalie Call you Mrs. Capalot cause I just know you want me I ain't finna trip we get this guacamole You know I'm always wit my brother like we Zack and Cody Keep my eyes up on the prize gotta get the trophy Cause we flyin' to the sky takin off like 2 3 (Yeah yeah)
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