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Correct Westbrook Lyrics
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[Chorus] Made her orgasm, now she coming I just want a plug who got cheap numbers Riding in a Vette, doing donuts like Dunkin's Riding in a Ghost, my car got summoned Underarm kush, smell musty like a onion Nigga, I'ma shark, these niggas be guppies I'ma drop the price for all my buddies All the plays got my pockets real chubby I was in school, had weed in my cubby Riding round the city [?][0:28] Exotic bags coming by the God damn dozen Polluting my soul, my cup be muddy Hop out shooting, watch these niggas get to ducking And I got chips like motherfucking Ruffles Green from the Westbrook, nigga, no Russell [Verse 1] Bae, you look good in them got damn tights You the type of bitch I'll fuck all night I'm the type of nigga that trap all night I'ma trap 'til I see day light Shawty so bad, she the girl of my dreams Ticket so low met the plug of my dreams And I got online million dollar schemes Colorado Mountains, I be playing with skis [?][0:50] [?] Running to the racks, nigga, I'm in the lead Rolling up pressure in a fronto leaf Swipe and let me get a iPhone X, please Them that resell for [?][0:58] Then I go reinvest it in them P's Lil' mama interested in me Probably just interested in racks I'ma bend her over and hit her from the back I was broke as hell I was living in a shack NFL money, now a nigga got a sack These niggas lame, no Tierra, they wack Niggas, they be dirty, they'll shoot you in the back I'ma aim the FN at a nigga cap Re-up in these desert had to learn to use a map, yeah Fuck me good girl, you can get a purse Give me one second, let me eat this Perc' Lost three packs, but it could've been worse Bad country bitch and I think she a nurse Bad city bitch, she a real big flirt Twenty for a show, better know my worth Been through it all, you don't know my hurt [Chorus] Made her orgasm, now she coming I just want a plug who got cheap numbers Riding in a Vette, doing donuts like Dunkin's Riding in a Ghost, my car got summoned Underarm kush, smell musty like a onion Nigga, I'ma shark, these niggas be guppies I'ma drop the price for all my buddies All the plays got my pockets real chubby I was in school, had weed in my cubby Riding round the city [?] Exotic bags coming by the God damn dozen Polluting my soul, my cup be muddy Hop out shooting, watch these niggas get to ducking And I got chips like motherfucking Ruffles Green from the Westbrook, nigga, no Russell [Verse 2] Clean-ass nigga, my money be dirty And you know a nigga stay fresh like Doug E 10K fit, hell nah, I ain't ducking I ain't going for it, lil' nigga, I'm bustin' Grew up in the hood, yeah, nigga had it rough it Overnight a car, yeah, nigga, I'ma rush ya I was broke as hell, I was riding in a bucket Now every bitch I come across fucking Red Roof Inn, I served three niggas Ran too fast and I had to take a picture Every year a nigga get more and more richer Eating real good, my bitches got thicker Had to get the penthouse over on [?][2:10] And I'm busting bails down at the La Quinta Bought a S6 for my lil' sisters Love these cars, I'ma run it up quicker
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