| I ain’t taking nothing but wins
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| Bitch, I just copped me a Benz
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| Next I’m gon' cop me a Porsche
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| I turn the beat to a corpse
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| Bitch, I’m all over from CoMo to London, LA to New York
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| You versus me, that’s a joke
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| I keeps it real, you a hoax
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| Shawty gon' roll up my dope
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| Hop out my car full of smoke
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| Act like you feel me but lil' boy, you broke (Yeah)
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| Pull up on you in that Aston
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| Hit the blunt and flick the ashes
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| Keep a Tommy duffle bag with hunnids in it
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| Polo pony, horses in my engine, vicious
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| Shift and hit the swisher, yeah
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| Ain’t nobody fly as us
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| Smokin' all damn day, gettin' high as us, yeah
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| I take the weed and I grind it up
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| Yeah, I stepped in the spot lookin' fly as fuck (Yeah)
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| In my Old Skool Vans with my socks pulled up
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| Girls gon' flock when the clique show up
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| Champagne popped, got the weed rolled up
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| Step in the spot, all eyes on us
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| Big bands and the high-top Chucks
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| 'Bout damn time that the team blow up
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| Step in the spot, all eyes on us
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| Step in the spot, all eyes on us
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| Old Skool Vans with my socks pulled up, ayy, yeah
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| With my socks pulled up, ahh yeah, ahh yeah
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| With my socks pulled up, ahh yeah
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| Yeah
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| All I rock, designer shit
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| Chillin' with the finest bitch
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| We just gettin' high as shit
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| Ayy, shawty got me back to my rockstar ways
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| Blowin' on the pack feelin' all so paid
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| I’ma do the dash and dip (Yeah)
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| Keep the marijuana lit
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| Now I got the diamond wrist
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| Every night, I’m in paradise
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| XL white tee and a pair of Nikes
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| O-o-ocean spray, I got the juice
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| Switchin' lanes and drop the roof
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| Nowadays, I got a bag with money in it
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| Seems to me that all the kids is fuckin' with us
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| You ain’t fuckin' with us
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| Ain’t nobody fly as us
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| In a two door Porsche, come ride with us, yeah
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| I take the weed and I light it up
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| Yeah, I stepped in the spot lookin' fly as fuck
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| In my Old Skool Vans with my socks pulled up
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| Girls gon' flock when the clique show up
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| Champagne popped, got the weed rolled up
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| Step in the spot, all eyes on us
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| Big bands and the high-top Chucks
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| 'Bout damn time that the team blow up
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| Step in the spot, all eyes on us
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| Step in the spot, all eyes on us
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| Old Skool Vans with my socks pulled up, ayy, yeah
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| With my socks pulled up, ahh yeah, ahh yeah
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| With my socks pulled up, ahh yeah
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| Yeah |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Aeou, artist - Oliver Francis. Album song A Million Miles an Hour, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп