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lirik lagu jalen #vlm - no russian

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[verse]
‘04 mike jones, she ringin’ me down
girl please leave him, you know he’s a clown
money counter beep and i love that sound
sippin’ on lemonade, smokin’ on loud
lemonade chain, i feel like gucci
that b~tch hit you and make you woozy
in the game like ea, no young nudy
just like what’s on my pants, i’m stayin’ true like 2 chainz
stud that watch ‘cause i can’t do plain
play your cards right like boo~ray
babe we should’ve been big & faith, oh my god
we was just in that dorm room, we was watching on my block
five years later, we in different states, who would’ve thought

i was tryna see you blossom
your homegirls don’t know what we on, they just twitter talkin’
nah fr, they shaderoom, akademiks bloggin’
yeah i love lil wayne, but can you tell them please stop baller blockin’
in a real way, i could leave you, i got plenty options
lil b~tch, i run sh~t like lamar off of that read option
i got on diamonds, he got gold nuggets like ty lawson
ain’t tryna be toxic, but oh well

all’s well that ends well
truck got different colors every week, goin’ emwell
when you gon stop believing everything your friends tell
little birdie tell you something, chirping like a nextel
lie bout ballin’ every single tweet, he’s so centel
blunts lined up like monkey bars
i don’t want no gle, babe, that’s a clunky car
sitting in the back of sunny’s car, tryna get my money large
they was laughing at me, now i’m up, but that’s the funny part
man, you know your necklace ain’t got snow, i call your bluff
yeah, you must heard that i ball like o.j. mayo, so catch up
know your boyfriend small potatoes, i can’t be around no spuds
2011, bumping wiz khalifa, just me & my chucks
on my grind like chris cole, teardrops fallin’ on my trucks
had one taste of real love and i couldn’t get enough
i’m at jfk, but my flight delayed
tryna see you, but i’ll find a way
you drifting and flying away
but you say he’s here to stay

keep on making my type beats, thinking you hard
they was tryna outshine me, now who’s the star
i push 190 and they stuck in park
if i kept on looking behind me, i wouldn’t make it this far
tuck blues all in my shorts all day, i feel like bart
don’t get mad at me ‘cause i’m hoopin’ and your ass didn’t make var
blood diamond earrings shining, it look like i’m blushing
it ain’t bout no munyun, then what’s the discussion
got my car stateside, but i’m rollin’ russians
and this b~tch got muscle, we could get to tusslin’
on citas, bruh, just throw that oop, on god, i’m dunkin’
yeah, i don’t want no problems, i’m just tryna function

[outro]
(victory)
i’m just tryna function
yeah
in my plain white sneakers
see you blowing kisses from the bleachers
in my plain white sneakers
in my plain white t~shirt
in my plain white sneakers
plain white t~shirt


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