| Feelin' some way
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| She been on my mind all day
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| Can’t wait to see her face to face
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| Big dawg, Ima big dawg
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| I go big on big yeah
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| Plus I did it for Big yeah
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| She on my dick dawg
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| So many men call
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| This bitch
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| This bitch
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| Uh Uh
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| I’m in that Benz and it’s loaded
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| Got that stack in that bag and that shit loaded
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| One minute she be in love yeah
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| Cause I get that bag and I blow it yeah
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| Uh bag on me
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| Know a young nigga got that bag on me
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| Fly like I got wings attached to me
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| I be poppin' 100 bands on me
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| Pour out tha bottle yeah
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| My bitch is a foreign lil' model
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| Yeah she foreign
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| She fuck with' me vato yeah
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| A few hundred k on me water yeah
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| Like 300K for my automobile
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| I am a fly nigga from Summerhill
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| Plus some big rocks in my ear yeah
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| They like 20 thousand a pair yeah
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| Uh she want the boy
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| Yeah Uh
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| Next thang you know it
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| Yeah Uh
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| We on tha floor
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| Yeah
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| Fuckin' front row
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| Gon' and add that up
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| I just went and juiced the Patek up uh
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| Been had juice before I got a cup
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| These niggas mad we up
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| Yeah
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| Feelin' some way
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| She been on my mind all day
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| Can’t wait to see her face to face
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| Fly as a plane
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| Too much to cry or complain
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| Fuck her, and buy her some thangs
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| I been up high all day
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| I just might fly her to Spain
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| She chocolate like Reese’s and pieces
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| I fucked that bitch in tha air on the PJ
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| She say she like when I eat it
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| She callin' me greedy
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| Hot like a stove with' no heat on yeah
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| She want that shoulder to lean on
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| Some shit we never agree on yeah
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| She know me, she know Ima do wrong
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| Do wrong
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| I got a lot of bitches, only two phones
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| I got a lot of deals, like Groupon
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| Too real
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| I spent 6, 000 on my teeth nigga yeah
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| I fucked that ho tha first week nigga yeah
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| She say I’m all that I’m all she need nigga yeah
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| She been on Moscato and weed all day
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| She been callin' me all day yeah
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| Yeah I met her somewhere out in LA
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| Yeah, Yeah
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| She want the boy
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| Yeah Uh
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| Next thang you know it
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| Yeah Uh
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| We on tha floor
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| Yeah fuckin' front row
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| They got her actin' up
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| Back to back Maybach
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| 30 foreigns
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| Fuckin' traffic up
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| Get ya baggage up
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| Yeah
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| Feelin' some way
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| She been on my mind all day
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| Can’t wait to see her face to face |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Front Row in LA , by - YFN Lucci. Song from the album Freda's Son, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп