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Often Lyrics - Artist : Unknown T
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We're live, we're live Bare chattings, but time will tell, you get me Bare gassin' on the machine as well, they know My manna get banged, mh-mm I-I-I love Chris Rich Eugh, listen We pop champagne in the club 'cause the lifestyle used to be horrid Up town bitch in a five star nightgown givin' me knowledge, supply down, VV's foreign Better tuck with your porky My broskis are blacked on black, got my ski like Gotham (Eugh) Skip the batman, step with my jewels, I rock them (Mhm) Blood, he's a joker, my nigga got them (Whoosh) Tell them young gunners "Come 'round and flex with the goons" I'll bust them, I'll bust them Top hit on my plate, fuck fame, on my bruce, I'll chop them, that ain't a problem (Braoh) Had enough of Amiri jeans, I still drop them (Rah) I want Chrome Hearts, Corteiz, Celine, all Yves Saint drip, but I already copped them She want tug love, come and be with a boss then Bro's up in a backroad, shit out of Compton She hear my tunes on a often (Mhm) Plain Janes, no bust downs, these no more top tins All the bad bitches play my songs often (Grr) I don't trust, but she know my problems Baby, don't speak when I plot them (Grr) You like gun men? Let's have fun then, come then All the bad bitches play my songs often Bro's up in a backroad, shit out of Compton She hear my tunes on a often (Mhm) Plain Janes, no bust downs, these no more top tins All the bad bitches play my songs often (Grr) I don't trust, but she know my problems Baby, don't speak when I plot them (Grr) You like gun men? (Eugh), let's have fun then, come then All the bad bitches play my songs often We don't trust them niggas 'round the other side We let them hollows fly, another homicide (Gang, gang, gang, gang) 'Cah my OT kickin' for some other guys I ain't got no time, bro's qual' time (Gang, gang, gang, gang) Never do old fashion, I need more designs Always been on lackin', so we got that bang (Grr) Yo, always been on lackin', so we get that bang (Gang, gang, gang, gang) Pay attention 'bout that COVID 19, homie sanitize Made the banger rise, done a load kweffings (Bang, bang, bang, bang, bitch) Done a load of cheffings, we can't glamorize We got banging rights (Gang, gang, gang, gang, shit) This badinha dumb, she couldn't be my wife I don't love her, fuck it, I just jeet her twice Ahaha, yo, if I wanna floss, I cop a G-O twice Bro's up in a backroad, shit out of Compton She hear my tunes on a often (Mhm) Plain Janes, no bust downs, these no more top tins All the bad bitches play my songs often (Grr) I don't trust, but she know my problems (Mhm) Baby, don't speak when I plot them You like gun men? (Grr, eugh), let's have fun then, come then All the bad bitches play my songs often Bro's up in a backroad, shit out of Compton She hear my tunes on a often (Mhm) Plain Janes, no bust downs, these no more top tins All the bad bitches play my songs often (Grr) I don't trust, but she know my problems Baby, don't speak when I plot them You like gun men? (Grr, eugh), let's have fun then, come then All the bad bitches play my songs often I-I-I love Chris Rich |
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