| Yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, go, go
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| Yeah, yeah, go, go, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| (Cannon)
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| Uh, I’m in that Lamborghini, lift the batwings
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| Only O.G. |
| oz’s in my gas tank
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| Andretti O.G., I’m on my own strain
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| Flew to this mothafucka on my own plane
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| Never could you play me, I’m too on game
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| My youngins stay in the Range, perfectin' their aim
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| I’m pullin' up to the bank, I’m 'bout to make an exchange
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| Rinse that blood money off in the rain
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| Dead presidents all in my house, drivin' me insane
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| That’s all I talk about, got money on the brain
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| Color money talkin' like Lil Uzi chain
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| Lil' mama chosin' up, she tryna make a change
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| Don’t try to act surprised when you know what it is
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| They told you we was comin' to town before we got here
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| Got no time for your games, show me why you came
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| She movin' like she want a rich nigga last name
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| She movin' like she want a rich nigga last name
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| She movin' like she want a rich nigga last name
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| She movin' like she want a rich nigga last name (Fuck that ho, fuck that ho)
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| She movin' like she want a rich nigga last name (Ayy, ayy, fuck that ho, ayy)
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| Let her spend one night with a real nigga
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| She might just forget your ass (Hey)
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| I show her how to flip the dope
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| LIke I’m teachin' a cookin' class (Ayy)
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| Come on, mama, get this bag (Bag)
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| High heels match her bag (Her bag)
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| These Margielas match my car (My car)
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| I got more diamonds than a deck of cards (Deck of cards)
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| Bitch, I’m a dog like a St. Bernard (Woof, woof)
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| Spend a weekday in San Tropez (Mhmm)
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| I own this bitch, so we can’t be late (Nope)
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| Pussy so sweet like crème brûlée (Woo)
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| I had me a supermodel bitch for breakfast (Breakfast)
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| Rise and shine, wake and bake
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| I had her screamin' all night long
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| Like, «Oh my God, amazing grace»
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| From the gutta and I made a way
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| Countin' paper, blowin' paper planes
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| Jet Life, Taylor Gang
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| If she wanna ride, she gotta say the name (Huh)
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| No wonder why y’all so mad at a nigga
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| This cake is all I’m havin' for dinner
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| I’ma show you what to do with that bitch
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| After ten minutes, she gon' wanna marry a nigga
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| Don’t try to act surprised when you know what it is
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| They told you we was comin' to town before we got here
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| Got no time for your games, show me why you came
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| She movin' like she want a rich nigga last name
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| She movin' like she want a rich nigga last name
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| She movin' like she want a rich nigga last name (Rich nigga last name)
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| She movin' like she want a rich nigga last name (They want it)
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| She movin' like she want a rich nigga last name
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| Yeah, mane
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| They want that last name, mane
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| You get that bag, nigga
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| They comin' for the name, mane
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| Watch out for that shit, my nigga |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Last Name , by - Curren$y. Song from the album Back at Burnie’s, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп