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lirik lagu philthy rich, mac j & p.t. mulah - foreign keys

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[intro: philthy rich]
i’ma call you back when i get out this studio, baby
uh, kd, why, why do people call you kd?
i’ma call you back

[verse 1: philthy rich]
like my b~tch bad, ’bout her bag, blowin’ money fast
hundred thousand on the birkin, not a prada bag
b~tch, i can’t put you first if you put me last
b~tch, get your money first and bust the date last
bros over hoes, n~ggas know the motto
don juli, ’42, rosé bottles
my b~tch on autopilot, san diego, la, vegas
overnight for twenty thou’, a regular play for the raiders
head ex and heartbreak, she payin’ for her problems
he had to buy his jewelry back when them n~ggas robbed him
b00b jobs and bbls, lips beat chanels
young n~gga, get out the streets and gеt your cdl
boss b~tch, she just love to see her n~gga win
i just mеt her at the win and broke her for a ten
new york, miami for the weekend
b~tch, show me your motivation and your reason
bentayga lamb’ truck
rolls royce cullinan, maybach truck
crashed the maserati, sold the dbx
new rollie truck (ayy), b~tch, i need it next
[verse 2: mac j]
new foreign off the lot, i can’t do the lease (i won’t do the lease)
just slidin’ through the set, that’s what i do at ease (on god)
they pay me for the style i got ’cause i can’t do it free (i can’t do it)
and you don’t get no signing parties signin’ to the streets (not at all)
that’s on the biggest b
lil’ breast say if he be focused, he be big as me (like macaroni)
i’m tryna see ’em biggen (turn it up) so i can live in with you (on god)
we croppin’ n~ggas out the frame, they don’t see the picture (f~ck ’em)
and i can’t miss another shot ’cause i miss my n~gga (on god)
b~tch, i miss bro, this how this sh~t go (how this sh~t go)
walk inside the party, n~ggas bounce like a six~four (where they goin’?)
i bet the b~tch know, live fast, sip slow
back to back lows, droppin’ fours in calypsos (skrrt)
i’m too high for it, i’m on a sky tour
every time them n~ggas diss bro, them n~ggas die for it (get him out of here)
red dot on the glock like a cyborg (like a cyborg)
go on high~speed, toss pole, then i buy more
like what you got for me? b~tch, this my story
know my b~tch really with that sh~t, she would’ve popped tory (she would’ve popped his ass)
i might cut your water off ’cause you is not for me (on god)
told them n~ggas they my sons and i’m not mormon (and i’m not that)

[verse 3: p.t. mulah]
lil’ bro don’t play sports, but he up score
he ain’t cashin’ out on some diamonds, he gon’ take yours
i don’t f~ck with good girls, i only f~ck with wh0res
you is not pimpin’ just because you broke the 304 (n~gga, what?)
i need a boss b~tch, not a lost b~tch
i put vvs in my mouth for the talk sh~t
i’ma catch pink eye plain with this dog sh~t
two~fifty cash on me and my new house is federal
old b~tch chose, what a goofy, not irrepetible (she not irrepetible)
p, buy that b~tch some medicine, ’cause i know she sick
back to back maybachs, me and philthy rich
it ain’t come overnight, i had to take risks
we took the stairs to the top, not the elevator
she was my number~one fan, now she my biggest hater
baskin robbins on a b~tch, i be drippin’ flavor
you let the b~tch run your show, huh? keep it player
i’m gettin’ a chauffeur ’bout my feats, feelin’ like the mayor
i’m just tryna get elected and selected
campaign strong, got me feelin’ like the president
it’s only million~dollar homes in my residence
mulah


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