| S63, AMG
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| Pretty bitches, pay a fee, broke not the thing to be
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| A few really play the streets, cats tell them fairy tales
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| Brown paper bags full of hundreds, haters pray I fail
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| Baby on my phone, she talkin' money, and she ready
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| Shit I made a hundred thousand already
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| Used to blow pelly, used to move truckloads of the reggie
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| Now we toast when we close deals over ten milli
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| My bags speak for me, I don’t talk much
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| 456 with the bag, get it off uhh
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| Coffee colored leather, yeah my smoke’s much better
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| Tell a broke boy choke, you don’t checks no cheddar
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| Your bitch wanna ride, chose my letter
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| Toast, keep the wetter, Joe Blow, might sweat her
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| Ralph Lauren or I rock my own sweater
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| Oh you fresh? |
| But you soft as a feather, pussy
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| Bag full of cash, new hundreds so crispy
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| Hand count 8 stacks, snowman, got me dizzy
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| White light, blue cookie so pissy
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| Fishtailin' out the lot, drunk drivin' got me dizzy
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| She can suck me off but not kiss me
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| I’m the man in my city, pray every bullet miss me
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| I’ma make a hundred mil' like 50
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| Smokin' kill, on the wheel, yeah these pills got me dizzy
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| Yeah I’m doin' 160
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| How the fuck I’ma spend all this money 'fore they kill me?
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| 18 karat gold, I think it compliments my skin
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| I’m a shark in the water, come and swim
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| Hundred grand on the Benz
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| Hundred grand on my hand
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| Hit the store, all I buy is rubber bands, I’m the man
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| Cop heavy, your plug’s not ready
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| Porsche Cayenne, gold watch frezzi
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| Smoke with the best, I’m Wiz, Spitta Andretti
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| Ain’t shit you can tell me, yeah these dudes blow reggie
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| My whole crew’s on power
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| One hour, move 300 sour |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dizzy , by - Berner. Song from the album 20 Lights, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп