| Yuh, Lil' bitch!
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| You bitch
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| Gling, gling gling
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| Cris Dinero
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| Ayy Phone, pick up the phone
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| Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Huh, huh)
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| Bitch, I ball like Kobe (Gling, hoo)
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| I don’t fuck with, police (Gling, you dig)
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| Gas so green like Yoshi (Cash, you dig)
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| Run to the money, like Roshi (Bitch, gling, gling)
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| Yeah (Yuh), yeah (Yuh), yeah (Yuh), you dig
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| Yeah, yeah (Set!), yeah (Yuh), you dig (Yuh, yuh)
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| Three gold rings on my Rosie (Set!)
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| Balmain pocket full of posies (Set!)
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| Yeah, your girlfriend wanna blow me (Set!)
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| Phone don’t call for the police (Set! Yuh)
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| Huh, yeah (Yuh), yeah (Yuh), yeah (Yuh), you dig
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, you dig (Water, ayy, ayy, HUH)
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| Gold same color as roses
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| My pockets are Pinocchio, poking
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| And that’s why she tryna give face to me like a goatee
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| Hol' up (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up)
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| How do you know me? |
| (Gling, gling)
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| Bitch, I ball like Kobe
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| I don’t fuck with police (Gling, gling)
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| Gas so green, like Yoshi
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| Run to the money, like Roshi
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| Do you wanna dick, bitch, hold it (Bitch)
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| Runnin' on my shit, like horsie (Set!)
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| Jewelry look so snowy (Ayy, ayy)
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| And your money short, just like Morty (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
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| You the girl type on the lowkey (Set!)
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| I’m the mankind, Mick Foley (Set!)
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| Me and Andrea, we whip the Fantasia (Hoo)
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| You came back to sip, but you so sleep (Hoo)
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| Y’all niggas ain’t on shit, bitch
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| You was on IG with your stick
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| Lookin' for a friend, I’ll leave if you want that spliff
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| Nigga now might just give me my cig
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| Man, phone smoking Tumblr pack in the vip
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| Not that I ran that back in 2012
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| Put one in your head like a thot
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| When I hit, she she said pause
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| I sent her back like she gave you hell (Ayy, ayy)
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| She gon' trade me half a nut
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| Cumming on her lady lumps
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| Made my dick to stiffen up
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| Swallow, so she hiccing up
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| 'Bout to tell her toughen up
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| When I’m in that shawty’s guts
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| Like to disappear nigga I’m styling, et cetera
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| I am never letting up like tomato ketchup
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| Know you need to fess up, I want a Tesla
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| I’ma get a Tesla, numbers like professor
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| Make her learn a lesson, then I never mess up
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| Bitch, I ball like Kobe (Gling, hoo)
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| I don’t fuck with police (Gling, you dig)
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| Gas so green, like Yoshi (Cash, you dig)
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| Run to the money like Roshe (Bitch, gling, gling)
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| Bitch, I ball like Kobe (Gling, hoo)
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| I don’t fuck with police (Gling, you dig)
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| Gas so green, like Yoshi (Cash, you dig)
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| Run to the money like Roshe (Bitch, gling, gling) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Invisible Klip , by - Kid Trunks. Song from the album Members Only, Vol. 3, in the genre Соул