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Correct Soulmates & Strippers (Wait For It) Lyrics
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[Chorus] Tryna find soul in a soulmate Looking at the clocks like Coldplay Ain't Barbie but still wanna roleplay Black dress, blonde hair and a doll face (Like yeah) [Verse 1] She don't even wanna slide, tell me what is on your mind Baby girl, keep it aside, baby girl, we never lie Baby girl, just pick a side (Yeah) I still remember your love and your laugh at the shots of Patron Buy you the banner, you go get a bag and you shop on your own Provided before you could buy it but now you be walking alone You sleepin', you left me in pieces That's why I been blocking your phone Let's be honest, girl, I'm never honest I'mma pop a bottle till the pain away Break every promise that I'd ever promise you That's a promise that I'll never break 2Pac on my cd bumping, looking for a better day My girl is worried 'bout me dying on the road Man, some things will never change Now they put me for the cover Now I'm looking at my brother Now I'm grinding like no other It's my life, I fucking love it Feel like we stuck on the same page Baby, we ain't on the same book Feel like I struggled to make change Baby, don't give me that same look Went from a couple of G's to half-pounds In a glasshouse passed in a couple of weeks And these days, I've been struggling to breathe Because I don't get nothin' but freeze, I let my brother be free You can't harm me, five racks in a Giorgio Armani Classy, ride round in a Class C Medusa's head like Versace Party, bullshit, I don't need half of the bullshit I drive through with the drive-through And now I laugh at your bullshit like Don't look back and regret, still not catching my breath And my actions reflect the heartbreak I had the neglect to block that, the cash and the cheque And I drown my pain in the money and smoke Chase my pays and my brothers ain't broke Raised like that so my brothers don't show All the pain like that, so my brothers don't know [Chorus] Tryna find soul in a soulmate Looking in the clocks like Coldplay Ain't Barbie but still wanna roleplay Black dress, blonde hair and a doll face [Verse 2] Heavy with the flow I ain't really ever check a message on my phone Tryna get the cheddar from my seven-figure quote But I'm thinking it'd be better if we get it on our own I just threw a party over a Versace Tell them get the bar full of Henny and Patron Now I'm in the car seat, telling her the password Giving me a second 'cause I better be alone Heartbeat, I don't really know if it's the devil or the coke Why they wanna start me? Why they wanna harm me? I don't give a fuck, bruh, I'm never gonna know You just gotta ask me, I've been going hard, G I'mma get the cheddar just to get a better home Yeah, I said it, I'm the goat, I said it, I'm the goat Like fuck me, ladies, rack on rack in a Rangie Kd, my Achilles strong The streets peak and my heat is on, I go ac [?] a milli with rock, a dope ap Roll with the X, I watch your bro rate me Rolex, Saint Laurent, we so hasty Yeah, but I want ya, dog, you don't phase me I be sticking to the facts, I got shivers in a pack She got some chron and they want it No problem, 'cause I got scissors in my dacks Pretty women on my lap I learned that there's more to life Now all of these labels fall to the table What they want for recording rights I tell 'em I got signed with a pen Telling my brothers we can ride to the end I be on a pathway till I see my last day Me and all my brothers, we can ride to the death Marijuana halfway, Ariana Grande's Looking like a model having lines on her chest Baby, if you can't pay, use a credit card, babe Louis Vuitton, I'm gonna buy (Oh, fuck off) [Bridge] I got a whole reefer to slang Kickin' a goal, see me go bang Homie, if you ain't be comin' with money And kush we can roll, homie, don't hang I got a whole reefer to slang Kickin' a goal, see me go bang Homie, if you ain't be comin' with money And kush I can, kush I can, kush I can [Verse 3] Homeboy said he got good smoke But the og's went through the herb in an hour Homeboy said he got good coke Then he shows me a bag of detergent and powder Chopped it up, then robbed the cunt We gave head to his best friend's girl in the shower And people swear we only smoke diesel It's lethal, it's probably why the herb's all sour (Switch it up) See ya later, beast creator Freak of nature, we them vapours [?] and flavour, chopped up when I block past Like I move ether, the credit, forget it We don't keep the razor, treat inhaler crews Like Tom on a top gun when I rock one Catch air with a deep inhale, go Everybody needs a favour, not me Joey Johns ounce, get half back I got lit from the fumes on the road Yeah, I been 'round from the start, like I'm the origin, Blues and Maroons Females on a lorry like Daley I'm going crazy in a room with the blow With a Q and a O and a doob and a smoke And the hotel staff too stupid to know You got some, then I got one Mark Waugh, last ball, we do not run Drop one, Shane Warne when he got spun Flip him one, I bounce to the ball, I was off stump Now chill's out, better chill out Get a off-cut from the field now Blue hairs on the bud like Milhouse Welcome to The Octagon, we go rahh
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