| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Mike WiLL Made-It
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Mally Mall
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
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| Ear Drummers
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| Yeah, hoe
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| What's in ya' mug? |
| Toasted up, no I ain't hostin'
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| Kush all in my lap because these hoes don't want to roll it
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| I was sliding in the Lamb' with the powerglide (oh)
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| Slime green paint, peanut butter inside (oh)
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| She wanna fuck, speak up
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| Comin' out her clothes (oh)
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| I'm in wonderland when she comin' down the pole (whoa)
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| And I don't care if she take all of mine (oh)
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| Like it ain't shit but a dollar sign
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| Diamonds unthawed, comin' in froze (froze)
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| Got too many girls to let one of them go (oh)
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| When I make a purchase, I can't wait to showboat (oh)
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| If she bad, I put a pinky ring on, snow globe
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| I'ma have that pussy on lock like Hulk Hogan (yeah)
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| She was going up and down the pole like yo-yo (down)
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| You can say I'm greedy 'cause I always want more (more)
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| I don't fuck with holmes 'cause they with some slow-pokes (lame)
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| Oh, money on monsoon, baby girl full moon (ay)
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| Give these niggas with some money some room
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| She don't she stop, pedigrees, now they clueless
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| Oh, big balling like Mutombo, yeah
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| Much cooler than the cool kids, woah
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| Can you believe every night we do this? |
| (yeah)
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| What's in ya' mug? |
| Toasted up, no I ain't hostin'
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| Kush all in my lap because these hoes don't want to roll it
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| I was sliding in the Lamb' with the powerglide (oh)
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| Slime green paint, peanut butter inside (oh)
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| She wanna fuck, speak up
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| Comin' out her clothes (oh)
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| I'm in wonderland when she comin' down the pole (whoa)
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| And I don't care if she take all of mine (oh)
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| Like it ain't shit but a dollar sign
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| Hold up, I'ma go and spend those hundreds though
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| I don't care if she had a man, so? |
| (man)
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| Pedicure gang, get your fingernails did
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| With no shame, flips that ass like heads or tails (tails)
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| And she finer than a motherlover (lover)
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| Can I hit that ass like a bullseye? |
| (hit)
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| She gon' suck like a bloodsucker (woo)
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| My feet higher than a motherfucker
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| Oh, I hear you like fast cash (fast cash)
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| Baby, you know I got the hots for you (I've got the hots)
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| I'm being reckless, so I cash in
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| She said, "I only wanna dance for you" (dance)
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| We have no mercy for you, no (no)
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| Me and my niggas closer than in-laws (than in-laws)
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| Fuck an interview, she know the answer (answer)
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| Prototype cars not a Jaguar, aaah!
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| What's in ya' mug? |
| Toasted up, no I ain't hostin'
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| Kush all in my lap because these hoes don't want to roll it
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| I was sliding in the Lamb' with the powerglide (oh)
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| Slime green paint, peanut butter inside (oh)
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| She wanna fuck, speak up
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| Comin' out her clothes (oh)
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| I'm in wonderland when she comin' down the pole (whoa)
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| And I don't care if she take all of mine (oh)
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| Like it ain't shit but a dollar sign
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| Duck sauce on my feet, hoe, pass around the pre-rolls
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| Rollie on my chain, Flava Flav with the Steez, hoe
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| Kush residue on my jeans, I blow hella dope
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| And them classic Reeboks, whiter than snow
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| And a nigga be dressin', walkin' 'round, Gucci steppin'
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| Unintentional flexin', tryna send out a message
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| Money walk with the extra, shake that ass wit' ya bestie
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| Seein' stars in the rental, got your broad in the rental?
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| 20K in AOD and it's just me and my kinfolk?
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| Tryna send a girl to college, I ain't coppin' no free show
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| Say her birthday late July, yeah, that means she a Leo?
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| Might just leave with me tonight, but that don't mean she a freak hoe
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| Fuck with dancers and models, shout out them girls who get dollars
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| Shawty came from the bottom, yeah, shout out Keisha Bottoms
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| Couple cases of Rosé, came out to me with the sparkles
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| I pour up for all the girls, but I'ma drink out the bottles
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| What's in ya' mug? |
| Toasted up, no I ain't hostin'
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| Kush all in my lap because these hoes don't want to roll it
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| I was sliding in the Lamb' with the powerglide (oh)
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| Slime green paint, peanut butter inside (oh)
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| She wanna fuck, speak up
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| Comin' out her clothes (oh)
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| I'm in wonderland when she comin' down the pole (whoa)
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| And I don't care if she take all of mine (oh)
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| Like it ain't shit but a dollar sign
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| She got that million dollar pussy, but I get it for the free |
| She like to do a lot of snow, I told that bitch to come and ski
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| Shawty bad, she can get it, she can swallow, she can spit it
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| Bring her friend, if she with it, on the pole, y'all can split it
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| In the bed or the Lamb'
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| Got your bitch suckin' dick on the 'Gram
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| V12 helped me get up out the jam, trunk full of slam
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| R.I.P. |
| Lil Peep, I gotta slow down on them Xans (hey)
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| Just had a ménage (hey), back seat of my Benz (hey)
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| Put that shit on camera (hey), she squirted on the lens (hey)
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| Then she told me put it on her chinny chin-chin (hey)
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| Pocket full of nothin' but them Benjy Franklins
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| With the gang posted up (up), puttin' numbers up (up)
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| Bitch, want me that check first, I don't wanna fuck (yeah)
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| They say it's cuffin' season, baby, you ain't good enough (nope)
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| She want a real nigga, dog, you ain't hood enough
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| What's in ya' mug? |
| Toasted up, no I ain't hostin'
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| Kush all in my lap because these hoes don't want to roll it
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| I was sliding in the Lamb' with the powerglide (oh)
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| Slime green paint, peanut butter inside (oh)
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| She wanna fuck, speak up
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| Comin' out her clothes (oh)
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| I'm in wonderland when she comin' down the pole (whoa)
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| And I don't care if she take all of mine (oh)
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| Like it ain't shit but a dollar sign |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Powerglide , by - Rae Sremmurd. Song from the album SR3MM, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп