| Car dance in the rain
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| Stones dance in the chain
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| They still hating that’s insane
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| Speak my name put respect on it
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| New coupe put a check on it
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| Rolex put baguettes on it
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| Tell my jeweler put his best on it
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| IF’s no VV’s
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| I sex all RiRis
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| 'Yonces and Madonnas
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| Stack paper add commas
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| Any drama pop the llama
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| Style god I’m your father
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| Loose shit on my collar
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| Stack paper add commas
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| Stack paper add commas
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| In the trenches with my riders
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| Sweat pants in my Pradas
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| Ain’t nothing 'bout us modest
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| New shoes on the Tonkas
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| System shaking like maracas
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| Moroccan chick from the projects
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| Kinda ratchet kinda conscious
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| I like my cars like a topless
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| She mix my drink like the doctors
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| Roll my weed in the Fanta
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| Her mouth we like the fountains
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| Ran up a mill and kept counting
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| Threw on my chain and start drowning
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| Ocean stones count eleven
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| Seven-fifty horses revving
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| Holy ghost call the reverend
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| Niggas switching like Kevin
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| I’m staying down like Russ
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| Put faith in the callous
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| In God we turst
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| Every night another triple
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| Put your money on us
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| Oh you can get a little paper
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| But you ain’t stacking like us
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| Car dance in the rain
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| Stones dance in the chain
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| They still hating that’s insane
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| Speak my name put respect on it
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| New coupe put a check on it
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| Rolex put baguettes on it
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| Tell my jeweler put his best on it
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| IF’s no VV’s
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| I sex all RiRis
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| 'Yonces and Madonnas
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| Stack paper add commas
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| Any drama pop the llama
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| Style god I’m your father
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| Loose shit on my collar
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| Stack paper add commas
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| Stack paper add commas
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| Comma comma comma million
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| Private jets type of trips I’m on
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| Chinese dish with the Szechuan
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| Blue magic no special wand
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| Water whippin' till the texture gone
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| Money low you can text my phone
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| Sixteens in the trap
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| Every verse cost a brick
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| My advance a Bugatti
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| Oh my what a life
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| Oyster perpetual movement
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| Know the watch don’t tick
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| Ten K on a fit
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| Four G autos on the Bent
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| Mussan behind the Range
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| Put the foreigns on the strip
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| Turn Lincoln way in the nights bitch
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| Grindin' ain’t seen my eyelids
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| I done seen every island
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| Drove Chevy drive Italian
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| Know BCG from the dirt
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| Pull strings like a violin
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| I don’t need no one to front me
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| I don’t need no consignment
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| Car dance in the rain
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| Stones dance in the chain
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| They still hating that’s insane
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| Speak my name put respect on it
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| New coupe put a check on it
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| Rolex put baguettes on it
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| Tell my jeweler put his best on it
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| IF’s no VV’s
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| I sex all RiRis
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| 'Yonces and Madonnas
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| Stack paper add commas
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| Any drama pop the llama
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| Style god I’m your father
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| Loose shit on my collar
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| Stack paper add commas
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| Stack paper add commas |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Stall God , by - Stalley. Song from the album Tell the Truth Shame the Devil (Complete Set), in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп