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Correct Purple Moncler Lyrics
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[Verse 1] Walking round in London in the Purple Moncler Money long, blowing here, I don't care Ain’t that bitch my girlfriend standing over there She walked over to my chair Then she start to dirty dance Her hands down my pants If it sound like my name dirty dan Just call me dirty dan She gon' twerk for these bands She gon' hit a handstand I’ma text ricoche, hit him in the hands man [Chorus] Drip to hard my Saint Laurent Barack Obama state of mind Nigga yes we can Especially when these haters say "No I can't" [?] rookie of the year, a god damn champ She 'gon fuck all night long Ready set go Blow up in that bitch face I confetti that hoe 150 for a show Count the fetty then im gone 150 big gang [?] coming strong She said she wanna love me I told her to leave my heart alone I hate it when I start to care About these evil ass hoes I know that they dont love me They just want my fucking cash flow These hoes manipulate to gather money, and thats wrong But who am I to judge? I used to rob and juug And hit them shots I can't blame another mother fucker for doing the same thing Especially when you broke, thats the worst thing If you offer me ebay money you will not make [?] Oh, ain't that the truth I'm preaching, having church, oh Finna bag these hoes, taking they shirts off Even teach they self how to squirt, oh I had to expose them guess how much -- [Chorus] Drip to hard my Saint Laurent Barack Obama state of mind Nigga yes we can Especially when these haters say "No I can't" [?] rookie of the year, a god damn champ She 'gon fuck all night long Ready set go Blow up in that bitch face I confetti that hoe 150 for a show Count the fetty then I’m gone 150 big gang [?] coming strong She said she wanna love me I told her to leave my heart alone I hate it when I start to care About these evil ass hoes I know that they dont love me They just want my fucking cash flow These hoes manipulate to gather money, and thats wrong But who am I to judge? I used to rob and juug And hit them shots I can’t blame another mother fucker for doing the same thing Especially when you broke, thats the worst thing If you offer me ebay money you will not make [?] Oh, ain't that the truth I’m preaching, having church, oh Finna bag these hoes, taking they shirts off Even teach they self how to squirt, oh I had to expose them guess how much [Verse 1] Walking round in London in the Purple Moncler Money long, blowing here, I don't care Ain't that bitch my girlfriend standing over there She walked over to my chair Then she start to dirty dance Her hands down my pants If it sound like my name dirty dan Just call me dirty dan She gon' twerk for these bands She gon’ hit a handstand I'ma text ricoche, hit him in the hands man [Verse 2] Uh, ayy, count that cash Uh, I'm too ahead they can't catch up Team too ahead, they can't catch up Fifty shots, to his head, he need back up For real I don't like toting guns But I may have to shoot to kill Niggas hate that I'm winning Now they dont wanna see me live They too lazy to get it Its a lot of shit to give up Just stay focused on your mission And dont ever ever give up Codeine on ice really fucking up my liver Finally scared to be overdosing I know that shit give me shivers But don't worry, tell em god got me Just an uplifter Deep inside sometimes I wonder if God can even hear But I'ma keep praying I'ma keep hope up I'ma keep face (What else) [?] Pistol tote tucked Shoot em in the face If he get in the way of the cake [?]
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