| When I came out I got the thing out
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| They ran but got a call
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| You got a Jag, I want a Porsche
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| Cleaned down with the windows washed
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| Ten bricks and a hundred coils
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| Bad bitch she can win awards
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| Ain’t shit if you can’t afford
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| When you feeling Hollywood is yours
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| On riding in prada
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| With yo Red Bottom
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| We’ll know when the heat dropping
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| See these niggas they ain’t got em
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| With the trapping no flexing
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| Hulla quite gotta move back to texas
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| That’s yo main bitch on my facetime
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| Saying black niggas sexy
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| WHole lotta fuck niggas at me
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| When I get through they gon' at me
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| Turn around on me, four pound on me
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| For these fuck niggas acting
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| Visionary no distracting
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| In yellow gold or platinum
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| Hundred dollar, got this hoe blondies
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| Got a nigga wanna snatch them
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| Money never made me but the bricks on standby
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| Pistol on my side nigga, in my pocket it’s a land mine
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| Hele boy laying low
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| Thirty year crime boss
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| What we gon' take to the grave nigga
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| Watch out niggas, ass off
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| Money, pussy, nigga we got it
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| But a raw nigga, four house
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| With them drop down and go bout it
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| Got dough for me, in the lobby
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| These shooters on call
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| These riders run everything
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| Bills fold up
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| We just ran out the wheels shawty
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| We ain’t too slow
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| We done move up the code game
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| Placetas no more
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| Now we playing with that other thing |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Facetime (But of Course) , by - Alley Boy. Song from the album Definition of F*ck Sh*t 3, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп