| Yeah
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| Leggo, leggo
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| This bitch got a boyfriend but she fucking (Woo)
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| I came five minutes ago when I look down and she still sucking (She still
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| sucking)
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| I got a heart inside of my chest, but I feel nothing (But I feel nothing)
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| I got Chrome Heart inside my Lens, I’m seeing money (Money)
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| I got more pretty ho’s then you got racks
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| Yeah, I’m 'bout my fuckin' business, yeah, my suit got Prada tags
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| Okay, yeah, all my hundreds crispy and all my bitches super bad
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| Okay, I’m sucking on her titties, she want me to slap her ass (She want me to
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| slap her ass)
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| Boy, you’re talking too much (Too much)
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| Made thirty racks today, I used not have two bucks (Not even have two bucks)
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| You need to tie your shoes up before you fuck around and trip tryna run it up
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| with up (You can’t run it up with us)
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| I’m fuckin' yo' bitch on a Monday
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| Called the Lyft and she left in a Hyundai
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| Niggas sneak dissing on Sunday
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| Then they act like your friend on a Monday
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| Used to get five racks a show (Five)
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| Now I look at that shit like it’s chump change
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| Got Rick Owens on all of my toes (Toes)
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| I’m finna go step on the runway
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| Work, work, work, work, that’s all I do, I’m on Rihanna time
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| My cougar bitch so bad, she was born 1979
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| I’m a rich nigga that’s facts, I’m confused, I don’t know what to buy
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| My ex bitch was mad, said she leavin', all I said was «By»
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| I’m a jerk, I know
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| Skinny jeans, my pocket bold (Leggo)
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| Fuck a heart of gold, I got me a heart of chrome (Chrome)
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| Yes, my money long
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| My bank account look like a phone number (Hold up, hold up)
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| I said my money long
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| My bank account look like a phone number
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| This bitch got a boyfriend but she fucking (Woo)
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| I came five minutes ago when I look down and she still sucking (She still
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| sucking)
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| I got a heart inside of my chest, but I feel nothing (But I feel nothing)
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| I got Chrome Heart inside my Lens, I’m seeing money (Money)
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| I got more pretty ho’s then you got racks
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| Yeah, I’m 'bout my fuckin' business, yeah, my suit got Prada tags
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| Okay, yeah, all my hundreds crispy and all my bitches super bad
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| Okay, I’m sucking on her titties, she want me to slap her ass (She want me to
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| slap her ass) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Chrome Heart Lens , by - Lil Tracy. Song from the album Designer Talk 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп