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Correct Glasses Off Lyrics
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Rich Homie Quan
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Correct Glasses Off
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Rich Homie babe I'm Rich Homie babe I'm so Rich Homie babe I had to take my glasses off 'cause I couldn't see you and believe it And my homie lyin' Had to see with my own eyes But now I got my glasses off See the attitude through my mean eyes (I see it nigga) Look a man straight in the eyes To prove that he ain't lying And that's the reason my glasses off Now you see that's soft Where I'm comin' from Least they come, nigga front for nothin' That's when they see that boy But I ain't mad at all When somethin' got my sights slightly trippin' (what's that?) My glasses off - wipe my lenses, for brighter vision Now I must speed, I think that Porsche coupe not fast enough So don't fuck with me, now a nigga in court, for shootin' no basketball Now I love to see Millie out that nasty place, it been a little minute 'cause His assault was aggravated, he was caught on camera ragin' But I feel that shit was fed up First heard guilty, stood up and took my glasses off Fuckin' disbelief, prayin' disagree, when I know it ain't Like a missin' piece, somethin' incomplete, puzzle played Talked to homie just the other day, my check I can see it on his mother's face, she under stress And her heart ache, for God's sake, the note on her car late I got a fetish for Dolce, but I had to take my glasses off 'cause I couldn't see you and believe it And my homie lyin' Had to see with my own eyes And now I got my glasses off See the attitude through my mean eyes (I see it nigga) Look a man straight in the eyes To prove that he ain't lying And that's the reason my glasses off Now you see that's soft Where I'm comin' from Least they come, nigga front for nothin' That's when they see that boy But I ain't mad at all When somethin' got my sights slightly trippin' (what's that?) My glasses off - wipe my lenses, for brighter vision Okay now vision 20/20, I see everything I was chillin' at Gucci Villa He pulled over my Grand Mustang Conversation, that's our business Ain't for pulling your nigga home game And he money, where we gettin'? I swear, got a young nigga paid And I swear, got a young nigga made I got a driver, ain't lyin', when he be drivin' He by flyin', you wanna find him? He's on time, he my nigga, (Rich Homie) And we straight, we forever, (never dyin') I pray, some day we make one play and we Gotta come straight, wanna hear Quan say, okay okay I like him, go skirt, go and have 'em all Handkerchief for my lenses, hoe My vision blurry, glasses off I need cash to call (I swear I do) 'cause all these hoes can't hear from me Like why these hoes be after me I can barely see, so I had to take my glasses off 'cause I couldn't see you and believe it And my homie lyin' Had to see with my own eyes And now I got my glasses off See the attitude through my mean eyes (I see it nigga) Look a man straight in the eyes To prove that he ain't lying And that's the reason my glasses off Now you see that's soft Where I'm comin' from Least they come, nigga front for nothin' That's when they see that boy But I ain't mad at all When somethin' got my sights slightly trippin' (what's that?) My glasses off - wipe my lenses, for brighter vision
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