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lirik lagu gorilla pimp - off-white michelle obama air forces

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[verse]
back again back in this b~tch
diamonds on my body b~tch
yeah yo b~tch is a thotty b~tch
i shoot your mommy in the big body b~tch and listening to all this exotic gas and now everything funny
i’m sh~tting on your grandma’s grave i k!ll your family while getting paid
i’m beating my b~tch cause i’m catching a fade
i’m eating your b~tch because she got all that cake
i want to f~ck on a bad bunny
my diamonds shine like bad bunny
i’m stealing yo b~tch and all your f~cking money

[verse 2]
mhmmm, diamonds shine like my army on my hip
all i do is pack that dip in my lip keep a whole army on my hip
you ain’t got no diamonds you broke
you gonna see my diamonds you might have a stroke
once a young pimp in the streets tryna get his bread up
man my grandma told me to always keep yo money up and my grandpa also told me to keep my money up
gotta keep pushing gotta get that bread up
rule number 1 get the money
rulе number 2 don’t forget the monеy
rule number 3 don’t forget the honey
rule number 4 always bump that bad bunny
rule number 6 don’t trust no b~tch
[verse 3]
never, ever ever, yeah
i feel like a king ginger fighting against these german forces
i feel like mich~lle obama with these fendi white air forces
i can’t even figure the way assembled all these white horses
come for the opps and burn their house down with some f~cking torches
golden bottles, the iced out chains, a new range, it never changes
sorrow and agony dragging my soul away, it never changes
except this time when i turn the beat into a f~cking battle ground
imma give them cheeks a good ole pound and everyone will here the f~cking sound
i don’t care about you he’ll don’t give a f~ck about you, he don’t love you he’s not around
let me bust this 40 round and show you just how it f~cking sound
i’m gonna take you to pound town baby, do you even mothaf~cking love you baby
pull around in the coupe with a black 380 you ain’t your favorite momma’s baby but i got like 20 baby mommas and i got like 20 f~cking llamas
[?] my crib out in the bahamas
b~tch i’m getting sick on all these commas

[outro]
man f~ck you thought this was, man you thought this was a story book time
all h~ll nah this ain’t no story book time
man you can’t even pay your momma bill
can’t even afford no scale
b~tch looking like a whale
might as well pour you some pale ale before i smoke you like a d~mn snail


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