| Fill my soda up with lean, I like Faygo Creme
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| Buy gelato, I ain’t talkin' 'bout no ice cream
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| I be dressin' how you dream, why that boy so clean
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| My bitches mad my engine foreign, you know they mean
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| Fill my soda up with lean, I like Faygo Creme
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| 'Bout gelato, I ain’t talkin' 'bout no ice cream
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| I be dressin' how you dream, why that boy so clean
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| My bitches mad my engine foreign, you know they mean
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| Yeah, you could leave me in the hood, with no clothes
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| Bet you I’ma catch a ho before I catch a cold
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| Ooh, cross 'em out like hot sauce, I’m balling like a pro
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| We gon' pull up strapped up to every show
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| I bet you I’ma handle business, and that’s for sure
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| Ooh, mama told me chase that money, say fuck them hoes
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| Ooh, just hope it ain’t no witness, I got blood on the floor
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| I got too many bitches, I don’t love none' them hoes
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| Yeah, I might start moonwalking like I’m Michael Jackson
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| I got on too much fashion, my wrist doing magic
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| I got the diamonds on my wrist dancing
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| I’m throwing that money in Magic City
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| I wanna fuck, she got ass and titties
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| Drinking that lean, I got bad kidneys
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| Molly in the bag, got my mask with me
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| Fill my soda up with lean, I like Faygo Creme
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| Buy gelato, I ain’t talkin' 'bout no ice cream
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| I be dressin' how you dream, why that boy so clean
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| My bitches mad my engine foreign, you know they mean
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| Fill my soda up with lean, I like Faygo Creme
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| Buy gelato, I ain’t talkin' 'bout no ice cream
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| I be dressin' how you dream, why that boy so clean
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| My bitches mad my engine foreign, you know they mean
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| Hit the lab and pop a bean, all my bitches mean
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| I’m a rockstar, I spent two thousand on jeans
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| Drank got me movin' slow, I’m sippin' on lean
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| And we not drinking no green
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| They pull out their cameras when I’m on the scene
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| That bitch ain’t bad, she a thot
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| Nigga try me, gotta die
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| I went and broke down a pot
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| I got that shit out the pot
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| Bitch I cannot tie the knot
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| Trappin' and rappin' with fire
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| I just might peel out the lot
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| Don’t know what I’m sippin' but I poured a lot
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| Fill my soda up with lean, I like Faygo Creme
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| Buy gelato, I ain’t talkin' 'bout no ice cream
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| I be dressin' how you dream, why that boy so clean
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| My bitches mad my engine foreign, you know they mean
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| Fill my soda up with lean, I like Faygo Creme
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| Buy gelato, I ain’t talkin' 'bout no ice cream
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| I be dressin' how you dream, why that boy so clean
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| My bitches mad my engine foreign, you know they mean
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| Yeah, Pablo Juan, call me your majesty
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| I fucked her and I ain’t call her and now she mad at me
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| I be fresh to death, yeah, it’s a tragedy
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| I got it on lock but I heard you had the key
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| Yeah, gettin' money every day, now you mad at me
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| Ooh, I don’t fuck with hater niggas, ain’t my cup of tea
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| Yellow Lamb, black guts, call it bumblebee
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| Bought a new AP, man I think they on to me
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| Fill my soda up with lean, I like Faygo Creme
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| Buy gelato, I ain’t talkin' 'bout no ice cream
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| I be dressin' how you dream, why that boy so clean
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| My bitches mad my engine foreign, you know they mean
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| Fill my soda up with lean, I like Faygo Creme
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| Buy gelato, I ain’t talkin' 'bout no ice cream
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| I be dressin' how you dream, why that boy so clean
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| My bitches mad my engine foreign, you know they mean |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Faygo Creame , by - DJ Rell. Song from the album The Black Tape, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп