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Ralphy London - No Birkin' şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Ralphy London

albüm: No Birkin'


I can't buy you no birkin
I got dick for sale you can purchase
I got sticks and shells by the curtains uhh
And we lookin out the windows, ooo
Ghetto ass nigga got Timbs on
Put a lame bitch in the friend zone
Ooo I been on
Man the hoes can't touch me
You know you need a oven mitt on
Ooo, Comin' and goin'
Comin' and goin'
Yo money moving too slow
My money runnin along
Ayyy
Niggas still get mad you don't fuck with they song
Why ya lil ass chain ain't come wit a charm
You put these hoes in a condo
I hit the pussy wit a combo
I don't fuck wit ya even let ya mom know
Hell yea big beef like Mondo
Uhh
Got a side hoe
And a main one
Nigga said he got smoke but it ain't none
Pull up to the party I'm a playa
Don't ask for the addy you can't come
Uhh
LOSER
If you don't eat booty you gone lose her
She gone pack up ima help move her
In a uhaul
Ayy if I stand on my money I'm too tall
Boy you know you not gang never knew y'all
Young nigga too hot can't cool off
Still spending Bitcoin that's the new sauce ay
I can't buy you no birkin
I got dick for sale you can purchase
I got sticks and shells by the curtains uhh
And we lookin out the windows, ooo
Ghetto ass nigga got Timbs on
Put a lame bitch in the friend zone
Ooo I been on
Man the hoes can't touch me
You know you need a oven mitt on
Ooo, Comin' and goin'
Comin' and goin'
Yo money moving too slow
My money runnin along
Ayyy
Niggas still get mad you don't fuck with they song
Why ya lil ass chain ain't come wit a charm
Ain't got no check for me
So why you check on me
Broke his lil heart now he stay tryna flex on me
I'm the right one got my hittas on left of me
They gone make sure that nobody don't mess wit me
Whole lotta money
Whole lotta guala
I hit the scene 50 deep wit my shottas
Big Shy on the track yea she be the Don Dada
Hottest out the city and that's on my mama
Me and my niggas we live
You say you want smoke then we pull up at 5
I'm callin up Paco cause he from the pond
You claiming you hard but you really ain't slime
Yeah!
Money green no Peter Pan
I might hit the stage do a money dance
Just like Future throwing free bandz
I'm that nigga call me Dirty Dan
I can't buy you no birkin
I got dick for sale you can purchase
I got sticks and shells by the curtains uhh
And we lookin out the windows, ooo
Ghetto ass nigga got Timbs on
Put a lame bitch in the friend zone
Ooo I been on
Man the hoes can't touch me
You know you need a oven mitt on
Ooo, Comin' and goin'
Comin' and goin'
Yo money moving too slow
My money runnin along
Ayyy
Niggas still get mad you don't fuck with they song
Why ya lil ass chain ain't come wit a charm

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