Big... money fast cars this whole rats This
female reality Putting... their body on me Hey
yo yo don't even Doors...

... 80s... loking Talking... Smell
like cookin smell, like That...
boy Ain't... got diploma Back
in thought that I was Now...
first class flyin to california Shower...
than I'm off to the club Walkin... Spinnin'... You
... can tell who's winnin Haters
... Guess... my lill shooter Just... pretendin' We're
done done Guns,... machine guns even the Pretty...
Looking... Money... call the jewels You
... ain't try to get it what the f ck*you want for Rise.

and shine Birdy... birdies I
still Dirties... In... the head based on a play just me and my I...
... was Show... stop coming up I was Stupid... up Stuckin...
over the face I... put it down on the Wheni...
get But... I still go Chorus...

We're:
done done Guns,... machine guns even the Pretty...
Looking... Money... call the jewels You
... ain't try to get it what the f ck*you want for With.

... a couple of gigs Like
... I'm doing In... the mornin New
day Top... down Chorus...

We're:
done done Guns,... machine guns even the Pretty...
Looking... Money... call the jewels You
... ain't try to get it what the f ck*you want for
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Star Wars Lyrics

Sheek Louch – Star Wars Lyrics