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Sucker Free Sundays Lyrics - Artist : Francis, Oliver
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Direct flights yeah, my blunt rolled tight Got a crib on the water, we smokin' loud all night It's a sucker free Sunday, everyday Friday Sippin' on this Bombay, I do this shit my way Celebratory shots, that shit happen a lot Everyday a new accomplishment, pull up in a drop Smoking weed on the yacht, lil' bitch I'm doing the most The Mid-west be in my heart, but I got a thing for the coast Smoking big dope on big boats, you watch how it float (How I float) Burning' blunts in the whip, watch where you askin' your shit ([?] smoke) My blonde baby be clueless, but man that ass is a ten (A ten) Leather my interior, that OG kush is the scent I just copped me a Porsche, and I put my girl in a Benz (Bitch) Summertime in your eyes, lil shawty know she a ten That vacay cost a couple K, but it ain't no thang boy Board the plane shawty what you say, I ain't playing games Talkin', me and you, uhh (Me and you) Ocean views (Ooh) Rolling that Lemon cookie, and chilling by the pool Twist it up and keep it lit, lil' shawty my honey dip Who talking shit? Hit 'em with that Kaio-Ken times ten (Kaio-Ken!) Summertime shine in your eyes, when I fly by (Skrt skrt) Pull up clean as fuck, Paul Walker with the Skyline (Skrrt) Phantom with the stars in the roof (In the roof) Tropicana ballin' one hundred percent juice (Bitch) On a balcony chillin' and sippin' on Pina Colada Smokin' somethin' potent and it come straight from the tropics In my Tommy boxers, I'm the trendin' topic Shawty hit the wood and then she take off like a rocket Yeah, girl your complexion is golden We on the beach and we rollin', this marijuana is potent That vacay cost a couple K, but it ain't no thang boy Board the plane shawty what you say, I ain't playing games Bitch Bad little bitty, who can roll my weed up Ridin' front seat Lamborghini, with her feet up Baby everything that we say, stay between us Baby everything that we say, stay between us Bad little bitty, who can roll my weed up Ridin' front seat Lamborghini, with her feet up Baby everything that we say, stay between us Baby everything that we say, stay between us Sean Don sippin' I got scratch, I got chicken Boy the way my shit be knockin', prolly got the CD skippin' I just pull up in a Civic, with the sixth stick exchanger Blacked out Fazos, underground angels (Jordans) Hundreds with the fifties, I like smoking icky sticky Uh, pull up solo dolo, skrt off with some bitches with me (Sk-sk-skrt) I just pull up to your city, got your bitty fucking with me She was all up in my DM's, tryna let me see some tiddies Top back, feeling breezy How I made this shit look easy Bitch I'm betta' now than eva I'ma call the Big Wheezy I'm a beast, I'm a dog, I'm a motherfucking menace With some rich blonde bitches, from the valley playin' tennis Bitch I'm betta than eva, my interior leather Now I got the high ground, I look like Ewan Mcgreggor We smoking hash and playing smash I’m in some Bape just like I'm Diddy Kong I just hit the jeweller, bitch I flooded out my joy-cons Feel like Kylie Jenner got them feelings, in the list Prolly sucking on my dick, while I was twistin' up the spliff Prolly rockin' Louboutin, while she be waterin' my houseplants Skrt off in the 'rari, my lil' shawty hit the shmoney dance Hop up out the Porsche, then I jump up in the jet (Skrt!) Come in clutch Ooh, spit that PK fire like I'm Ness (PK fire!) Your boys is smoking dope, in a jacuzzi with the jets Uh, Ice all on my wrist Vaporeon VVS, bitch Bad little bitty, who can roll my weed up Ridin' front seat Lamborghini, with her feet up Baby everything that we say, stay between us Baby everything that we say, stay between us Bad little bitty, who can roll my weed up Ridin' front seat Lamborghini, with her feet up Baby everything that we say, stay between us Baby everything that we say, stay between us |
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