| Hey, Cris, fuck you
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| You dig
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| She wanna lick the molly off me, nigga (uh)
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| I fucked your bitch and her check got bigger (uh, uh, uh)
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| I ain’t goin' outside while my cake a lil bigger
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| I ain’t with these lames, man, fuck these niggas (woah woah woah woah woah woah
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| woah)
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| Told a bitch I’ll give her 10 for the paper (yeah, yeah)
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| Origami, fold that bitch like a paper (yeah, yeah, you dig)
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| Bitch gon' suck that dick and got it lit like Fantasia (yeah, yeah)
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| I’m on two Perc 10, bitch, I ain’t cum in two days, huh (woo woo)
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| Told her lick me, I got 31 flavours
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| Fuck the girl next door like who the neighbours (like who that is)
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| Pimp sleep, drip, handmade suit tailored (there it is)
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| Took her off the track and put her on the fake me (yuh, you dig)
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| Put it on Casca, I ain’t lose out on nothing (not on nothing)
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| And I just finished with Droly (yeah, on go)
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| Bitches swear it’s cool, they need to withdraw me (where they go)
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| Ten saga diamonds in my mouth, I add 'em in below me (tuh)
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| Nigga, it’s the mob, yeah, it’s money over objects (yuh)
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| Sucker for the love, Femto green hearted (yuh, yuh)
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| Bustin' out the brains, tryna see what you thought, bitch (dig)
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| Shoot the AK 'til I’m tired, no exhaust kit (bah, bah)
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| I’ma tote a K that knock a plane out this bitch (huh)
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| Andale, told her feel my pain like I’m Cris (you dig)
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| What you claim? |
| Black Medellin that descent, uh
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| 430 Tear Drop Gang full effect, uh
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| She wanna lick the molly off me, nigga, uh
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| She wanna lick the molly off me, nigga, uh
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| I fucked your bitch and her check got bigger, uh (yuh)
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| I fucked your bitch and her check got bigger, uh (yuh)
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| Wish me well, nigga, you a wishin' well, nigga (yuh, yuh)
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| Run a lick and tell niggas, Gucci with Chanel slippers (yuh, yuh, yuh, SSET)
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| These niggas whole Master Splinters, how you talk to 12, nigga?
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| Turned 13 when I was 11, I couldn’t be a 12, nigga (on God)
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| We like, «Fuck 12», nigga, and she fucked like 12 niggas
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| Turned a slut for 6 figures, I’m green hearted for 10 winters, uh
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| Winter solstice, yeah, I thought I told you who the coldest (oh, oh)
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| Put you on that car, robotic navigation taught me (yuh, yuh)
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| I just told Alexa to play Green Hearted (ah)
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| 9th grade, my ex said my dick was retarded (smash)
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| So I tatted a semi colon (yuh), that’s your bitch, she chose up on you (yuh,
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| yuh)
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| And I’m swattin' these gnats up off me (yuh), these niggas need female condoms
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| Condominium Fantasia (uh), save you (uh)
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| Glock got a laser (uh), this pill is contagious
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| Told a bitch I’ll give her 10 for the paper (yeah, yeah)
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| Origami, fold that bitch like a paper (yeah, yeah, you dig)
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| Bitch gon' suck that dick and got it lit like Fantasia (yeah, yeah)
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| I’m on two Perc 10, bitch, I ain’t cum in two days, huh (woo woo)
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| Told her lick me, I got 31 flavours
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| Fuck the girl next door like who the neighbours (like who that is)
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| Pimp sleep, drip, handmade suit tailored (there it is)
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| Took her off the track and put her on the fake me (yuh, you dig)
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| She wanna lick the molly off me, nigga, uh
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| She wanna lick the molly off me, nigga, uh
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| I fucked your bitch and her check got bigger, uh (yuh)
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| I fucked your bitch and her check got bigger, uh (yuh)
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| Hey Cris, fuck you
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| Green hearted, you dig |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Project 8 , by - Robb Bank$. Song from the album Cloverfield 3, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп