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Beethoven (Remix) Lyrics - Artist : Kenndog
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If you—, If you see the homies with the guap (With the guap) With the knots (With the knots), in the Rolls (In the Rolls) That's how I know you niggas really, really broke (Really broke) With no goals (With no goals), and it shows (And it shows) The money blue, designer shoes Jimmy Choo, Louis boots, boots If you see the homies with the guap (With the guap) With the knots (And the knots), in the Rolls (In the Rolls) That's how I know you niggas really, really broke (Really broke) With no goals (With no goals), and it shows (And it shows) The money blue, designer shoes Jimmy Choo, Louis boots, boots I've— I've been runnin' round the city on the same thing Got the city locked, I see why I'm in the chain gang Reach for my neck, I'ma make it go "Bang, bang" They don't really want me, they just want me for my ding-a-ling Style with no stylist, ride with no millage She givin' me brain like she just finished college I'm just bein' honest, I don't carry wallets The bands in my hands can't fit in my pockets Rich bitch take dick, that's my type Simp with the blue strips, that's what I like You know I'm a big dawg, but I don't bite Done helpin' niggas out, I ain't finna ghost write It's a miracle, niggas tryna be lyrical Town have the general, eatin' niggas like dinner roast Niggas makin' it difficult, effort I give it minimal All you niggas disposable, diamonds lookin' invisible If you see the homies with the guap (With the guap) With the knots (With the knots), in the Rolls (In the Rolls) That's how I know you niggas really, really broke (Really broke) With no goals (With no goals), and it shows (And it shows) The money blue, designer shoes Jimmy Choo, Louis boots, boots If you see the homies with the guap (With the guap) With the knots (And the knots), in the Rolls (In the Rolls) That's how I know you niggas really, really broke (Really broke) With no goals (With no goals), and it shows (And it shows) The money blue, designer shoes Jimmy Choo, Louis boots, boots Ha, ha, ha Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha I know these niggas really out here broke 'cause they ain't got no goals Nigga never pull up with no bitches, you ain't got no hoes Nigga always got the same shit on, you ain't got no clothes Nigga sellin' out a [?], you ain't got no bowls It get hot as hell in California, but my watch on froze If she wanna fuck, she gon' fuck, you can't stop no hoes Damn, I need some bitches on the line just to block my hoe Damn, you talkin' 'bout like bitches on your call list, or like? You know I mean, I need some bitches on the line just to block my hoes I ain't never ever drop dirty, but I drop my hoes Beat a nigga ass so damn bad, they tried to stop my shows Gettin' so many punches at your face, you better block your nose Bitch ain't never been to Coochie Land, I'm finna rock your boat Bitch, I'm a motherfuckin' dog, I am not no goat If you see the homies with the guap (With the guap) With the knots (With the knots), in the Rolls (In the Rolls) That's how I know you niggas really, really broke (Really broke) With no goals (With no goals), and it shows (And it shows) The money blue, designer shoes Jimmy Choo, Louis boots, boots If you see the homies with the guap (With the guap) With the knots (And the knots), in the Rolls (In the Rolls) That's how I know you niggas really, really broke (Really broke) With no goals (With no goals), and it shows (And it shows) The money blue, designer shoes Jimmy Choo, Louis boots, boots |
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