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Correct Rihanna Wrist Lyrics
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[Intro] Rockstar lifestyle, I may not make it And she say don't forget about me when you make it Fettuccine plate, with some steak you've never tasted Philosopher stone, blood diamond bracelets [Verse] Rockstar lifestyle, I may not make it And she say don't forget about me when you make it Fettuccine plate, with some steak you've never tasted Philosopher stone, blood diamond bracelets I don't need no bitch, and I don't need no clique Your girl ain't even quick, she fucked with me and we just clicked Shine bright like a diamond, yeah that's all on my wrist Shine bright like a diamond, I put Rihanna on my fucking wrist I'm an urban country boy ice tea lemon Brisk Hotbox the bathroom, it look like a hidden mist My trap is bunky, metro boomin' junkies, want some more of it I'm going to state to country, and you internet explorer bitch You say that's your nigga, he look like a opp And niggas talking ounces but asking for gram deals when they shopping Shoutout to my momma, she raised a young man without no pops You pussy boys tryna fire shots, but you don't call no shots Fuck having a shooter, be your own shooter And niggas neck so froze, my ice cream came straight from Bruster's Dreamcatcher tattoo, she don’t know I’m Freddy Krueger Left shoulder, right shoulder, common sense, and a fucking tumor I'm tryna change for the better, I put that on my life I feel a little try man, I can't let that shit slide Granddaddy say boy you need to think twice Thought once Thought twice I'm gon' have to let him fly Gave him a full bar and took all of his shit And I ain't drug you bitch, nigga it was a sample hit Niggas might rerock your remix Contracts I ain't even read yet All these bitches chea pets They feelings grow, if they get wet Plug fuck with me, and all of my people I'm getting deepthroat, on a speedboat Your bitch in a speedo Young bands posted on the deck My niggas got torpedos And your niggas ain't even got no shit, boy be Magneto I'm getting bands and I been losing friends I'm in a middle relationship with two twins Ford F150, I don't need no fucking benz Flying Nimbus cloud, this stick's extendo sticks without no stems [?] Look I'm so wavy and she hot She lavagirl and I'm your shark I can't see you in the dark until I flame it up and spark All my youngins gon' bark All my young niggas gon' bark Hickeys on your bitch neck That's just a curse mark And she say I wish you stop drinking Actavis She know I'm off that shit, but she just can't know bout it Anything to live lavish, get money, add it Two bags full of bands in my motherfucking attic (I'm a motherfucking addict)
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