| Ayy
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| Ayy, it’s Garmvn on the track, yeah
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| 60th floor in my hotel, baby, don’t worry
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| Saying leave your card at home, you don’t need no money
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| How much is a Birkin bag? |
| Tryna show you that I’m sorry
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| Pull up in a Merc or Jag when we’re serving packs, tell her, «Save that pussy
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| for me»
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| See, I don’t think I can save this
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| And the brand new truck is the face lift
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| I can’t focus, girl, when I’m wasted
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| We was trapping alone, owe nobody favors
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| Trenches, got scammers, got hammers on hammers
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| In Harrods, no photos, no pictures, no cameras
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| AP Patek, diamonds flashing on the silhouette
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| Pussy on a plate, make it wait 'cause I don’t want my dinner yet
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| I’m at the house with the gates, I don’t see no jakes when I’m living here
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| It’s the first time I’m eatin' on your pussy so I wanna taste a little bit
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| Suck it 'til I bust or I won’t do it back
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| Got you choking on this dick, now you gag, gag, gag
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| Trapping so fast, we ain’t have no plan
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| We was serving the cats, we would sleep with the rats
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| Ain’t get no sleep but I know where the cash at, show me where the packs at
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| Thousands of cash sitting in the Louis backpack, codeine in my backpack
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| Can’t trust what you say for the love or the pain, I ain’t living like this
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| Watch and a chain when I came in the game, I was trapping those bricks
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| Prayed for my life and I lived
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| 18, two lines on the strip
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| On the phone to my plug when I turn all this white to the Liz and I never spent
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| time on a bitch
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| 60th floor in my hotel, baby, don’t worry
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| Saying «Leave your card at home, you don’t need no money»
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| How much is a Birkin bag? |
| Tryna show you that I’m sorry
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| Pull up in a Merc or Jag we were serving packs, tell her «Save that pussy for
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| me»
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| I got some designer drugs
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| Watch where you step, I got designer rugs
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| And that pussy so deep when I’m climbing on top
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| 0 triple 7 59, you can buy you a rock
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| Six figure nigga but I been through a lot
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| 'Bout to put a new beam on the Glock
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| Call me Luigi, I’m jumping on green and I cream off the top
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| Shotty shells bigger than Bowser
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| How do I explain that I got a
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| nina
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| in my trouser?
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| Kickback stronger than Wilder
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| And she speak Francais so her name, I cannot pronounce it
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| Being broke? |
| I denounce it
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| Ate a good Italian, Alps in the mountain
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| Her ex had her dry like the desert but I turn the girl to a fountain |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Jeffery Carter, artist - D-Block Europe. Album song Street Trauma, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп