| As I look back on the days that’s gone by
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| I can’t help with the flame what would I’ve done differently
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| I’d be at that time
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| You see baby all I’m asking is for
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| She’s the bell assistance
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| Showing up ain’t nobody fly as us
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| You’re pawing up ain’t nobody high as this
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| Up to the sky, tell the stars with you baby
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| Hanging with stars girl look what you are
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| We just just gotta keep on,
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| Pawing up ain’t nobody high as us
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| Weed lit she’s camera shy, them crazy lips crazy eyes
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| I’m fitted up, I’m extra fly, she cop the porsche and
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| Let me drive I’m on one, new chrome that candy paint with that roof gone
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| This here the guys just too strong, she like it raw with a boots on
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| I makin moves on this boost Phone, twenty bottles I’m spray the croud
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| She hangin round with that empty glass, who will do anything just to taste some
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| loud
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| I’m smoked out, bottles up 80 thou who ball like us
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| I want some money ans she wanna fuck
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| Told her keep the watch I want the truck
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| Choose me that’s twenty plus, lots of cash, plenty drugs
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| Diamond rings persian rugs, got an ice gold heart and my blood
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| I’m an OG cash from around the way
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| Count big money my kind of thing,
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| I got white girls, Asian girls and latin girls
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| Give me cash to me, ouh
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| Showing up ain’t nobody fly as us
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| You’re pawing up ain’t nobody high as this
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| Up to the sky, tell the stars with you baby
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| Hanging with stars girl look what you are
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| We just just gotta keep on,
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| Pawing up ain’t nobody high as us
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| Fuck nigga dealers but I did it for the label
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| They just seat no way I’m catching up I’m on the labels
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| I can’t talk about weed, 'cause our nigga stay high
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| I can’t talk about them Benz I really live that
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| Scared money, don’t get money, if ain’t about money
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| The shit just funny, black out for this white
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| Model for my wife, ain’t tricky if you got it
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| You can have what your life
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| I got benz like the house of blue
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| Louie V my favourite shoes,
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| All my bitches they come in two
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| Watch what you say I do,
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| Sold gone like baby rough it
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| Hustle game like warm buffin
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| Cold in with the Charlie restin
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| You broke nigga gonna roll with tussin
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| Showing up ain’t nobody fly as us
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| You’re pawing up ain’t nobody high as this
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| Up to the sky, tell the stars with you baby
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| Hanging with stars girl look what you are
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| We just just gotta keep on,
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| Pawing up ain’t nobody high as us |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fly As Us, artist - Berner. Album song Urban Farmer, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп