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lirik lagu ro$ama - longway

[intro: ybgrone]
(ayy, rick did this one)
uh
i got that paper on me
what? (what?)
yeah, it stay up on me

[verse 1: ybgrone]
mr. channel 4 news, i’m poppin’
that n~gga a b~tch, he don’t know how i’m rockin’
i just f~cked his b~tch in a telly while bumpin’ that melly, you know i ain’t sparin’ nothin’
that b~tch for the clique, she gon’ jump d~ck from d~ck, i’ma pass the lil’ b~tch like we sharin’ somethin’
if he reach for this chain, i’ma knock out his brain, better tell that lil’ b~tch i ain’t goin’ for it
i’ma up from my hip, i’m bustin’
tell them p~ssy lil’ b~tches ain’t no discussion
and this chopper be russian, ain’t doin’ no fussin’
this b~tch got a drum like i play percussion
i come through slidin’ on stupid sh~t
rollin’ ‘woods, gettin’ head from my groupie b~tch
if she want me to f~ck, i’m gon’ need a rubber
i can’t have no kids with my groupie b~tch
if we get in a fight, i’ma knock him out
guns down, what that boxin’ ’bout?
i got icе on my neck, once i start touchin’ checks
i’ma go to thе jeweler and ice my mouth
and i don’t gotta flex, i see what’s on his neck
if we catch him outside, we cross him out
don’t come ’round here reppin’, you think that you steppin’
then we get them glocks and we spark it out
he feel like he gangster, that n~gga a b~tch
rob his ass and make him walk it out
i was sellin’ that gas, that pressure, that octane
comin’ straight out my mama house
[chorus: ybgrone & ro$ama]
i just bought me a chopper (why you do that?)
’cause i got tired of my throwaways (fah)
i crank up like mula, don’t beef on computers
this glock full of heat like it’s two~a~days (doo~doo~doo~doo)
i come with a shooter, them clip long as rulers
and we sendin’ hits when it’s broad day (bang)
i just counted blue strips in my pocket, that’s hundred
my money be crippin’ like longway (longway, b~tch)
i just bought me a chopper (why you do that?)
’cause i got tired of my throwaways (uh)
i crank up like mula, don’t beef on computers
this glock full of heat like it’s two~a~days (crank up)
i come with a shooter, them clip long as rulers
and we sendin’ hits when it’s broad day (bah)
i just counted blue strips in my pocket, that’s hundred
my money be crippin’ like longway (longway, b~tch)

[verse 2: ro$ama]
these n~ggas broke, ice cream machine at mcdonalds
tell future i f~cked up these commas (uh)
b~tch, i’m the sh~t, smell my aroma
gold in my mouth, you see bling when i vomit (cheese)
your b~tch say i do it and i really do it
i think that’s why these n~ggas hate me (i do it)
i got a problem, bought all these diamonds
ice in my mouth give me brain freeze (sh~t)
pretty lil’ b~tch from houston (h~town)
give me brain like a beauty salon (uh, uh)
i’m in the bricks posted with jits
passin’ sticks like a track baton
i need a b~tch like ronnie (who?), and diamond (d~mn), from players club (uh)
act like you tough and get your ass jumped by lil’ n~ggas (who?), like baby boy (uh)
i’m clean than a b~tch, n~gga (i am)
i need a deal from fashion nova (i do)
we hittin’ l!cks, n~gga (like what?)
around here like areolas (uh)
slider jet, x fly, on two
break, i’m callin’ plays
j’s on my feet, skinny~ass jeans
gold hoops and some ai braids (swish)
hot sauce sh~t, n~gga (huh)
hit my dance with a crossover (come here)
i ain’t from houston, but i be drippin’
beads in my head like sauce walka (oohwee)
[chorus: ybgrone & ro$ama]
i just bought me a chopper (why you do that?)
’cause i got tired of my throwaways (fah)
i crank up like mula, don’t beef on computers
this glock full of heat like it’s two~a~days (doo~doo~doo~doo)
i come with a shooter, them clip long as rulers
and we sendin’ hits when it’s broad day (bang)
i just counted blue strips in my pocket, that’s hundred
my money be crippin’ like longway (longway, b~tch)
i just bought me a chopper (why you do that?)
’cause i got tired of my throwaways (uh)
i crank up like mula, don’t beef on computers
this glock full of heat like it’s two~a~days (crank up)
i come with a shooter, them clip long as rulers
and we sendin’ hits when it’s broad day (bah)
i just counted blue strips in my pocket, that’s hundred
my money be crippin’ like longway (longway, b~tch)

[outro: ybgrone & ro$ama]
oh, sh~t, i just like how the beat drop on it
i do it
f~ck n~gga
gang
whole lotta taliban sh~t, rrah

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