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lirik lagu dretoon – couple bands

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yeah, 3 chains (he)
i just wanted to say that, that’s all (that’s all we wanna do man)
yeah, dretoon, always doing something different n-gg-
follow my lead, yeah (all aboard)

[verse 1]
black whip, black rims, yellow b-tch, redbone
big hips, blue eyes, big lips, hair long
thicc as sh-t, bad as f-ck, me and her too, n-gg- add it up
if you love your girl, you wanna keep your girl
don’t let me meet your girl, cause i’ll sn-tch her up
two n-gg-s in one whip with two straps and a pound of green
with a mouth full of that gold sh-t
true religions my f-cking jeans
red hat, red chucks, red dress with the red pumps
bout to hit that b-tch with that super d-ck
when she fall out here she gettin’ drunk
n-gg-s know i stay with the strap
so these n-gg-s try to talk on the low
b-tch, your girl a hoe, her friends a hoe
i told ’em get low, they got on the floor
a pound of drough, a half of kush
a half of diesel, yeah i smoked it all
with a bad b-tch in my rearview
she got a broken heart but i keep going

[hook]
yeah, some young n-gg-s from the [?] (from the what)
my boys like, ‘n-gg- who are you’ (who are you)
yeah, them n-gg-s know i let me pants sag (pants sag)
so don’t ask me why my motherf-ckin’ pants sag
cuz i got a couple bands in my pocket (couple)
couple bands in my pocket (couple)
couple bands in my pocket
couple bands in my pocket (couple)
couple bands in my pocket (couple)
couple bands in my pocket
couple bands in my pocket
got a couple bands in my pocket, yeah

[verse 2]
40 grand in my pocket, bout to take my chick to go shoppin’
gucci, louis, and prada you can find it all in my closet
i ain’t no b-tch n-gg-, no snitch neither
look at all these pounds of reefer
dirty sprite in my cup and i’m smoking like i’m wiz khalifa
got an ar-15, i aim it at your f-cking spleen
i turn this b-tch to a murder scene
my name ‘toon no ‎tunechi, got gucci, i’m jet li
on the jet plane with p-rn stars, f-ck a b-tch i’m going hard
shoutout to my dealer, real drug dealer
[?] turn this b-tch to thriller
this ice on my wrist vanilla, and imma go too deep imma k!ll her
she like that dope d-ck so i hit her with that k!ller
i’m a rich -ss n-gg-, paid gold figure
got a couple bands in my wallet, sh-ttin’ on ’em i need a toilet
i get high, no looking down, two clips, a hundred rounds
it’s going down in ‘toon town, this my crown, i’m the king now

[hook]
yeah, some young n-gg-s from the [?] (from the what)
my boys like, ‘n-gg- who are you’ (who are you)
yeah, them n-gg-s know i let me pants sag (pants sag)
so don’t ask me why my motherf-ckin’ pants sag
cuz i got a couple bands in my pocket (couple)
couple bands in my pocket (couple)
couple bands in my pocket
couple bands in my pocket (couple)
couple bands in my pocket (couple)
couple bands in my pocket
couple bands in my pocket
got a couple bands in my pocket, yeah


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