Night Lovell - THREE HUNDRED THOUSAND | Текст песни

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• Night Lovell
• THREE HUNDRED THOUSAND

Cash lay beside me, Trees all around me
Got this white bitch like Versace
Hot as fuck off that Wasabi
Shawty wanna call me
Call me say I'm Papi
Meet you in that fucking lobby
Come with bags and bags of Tommy
Climb in the back of my motherfucking Jeep
Take you places
Take you straight into the jungle fuck the scene
Never sleep, never keep, keep that shit thats fucking cheap
When I see that I know damn well that you playing [?]
That's fake shit, break, back, lay, black, k
'Bout 300 thousand things from you that I won't ever take
'Bout 300 thousand things that you won't ever fucking make
Walk on back to see
That you ain't never shit for goodness sake
Black match, Baby Blue bulletproof glass
Ya'll niggas dumb as fuck can't you see it's over looked
I'ma wait till the mothafuckin' summer
Got your bitch and shit so here's here mothafucking number
Stupid nigga lies to me
Told you not to turn your mothafucking back to me
Don't talk back to me
Who are you to say that I ain't fucking with this money
Bitch I do this shit alone, call me the black Mahatma Gandhi

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