Letras

Riding in the car with it Aligning the stars with it Stop then I part with it I ain't gonna start with it Lighting up cigars with it Smoking and living large with it Do it before you're gone bitch Dead in designer clothes bitch Ash on the floor I'm cash so you know Don't expect me to move No don't expect me to choose Doping on the road I'm coping with the thoughts You know that all my blinds close You know I never leave home Did you ever think that Maybe I would ever make that Crazy No one ever knew me Honest Now they all on me Stop it Shit never polished my flaws as a promise You're a scumbag never thought about college No I'm not clean bitch No I'm not nice Just because you're making music too Don't mean we alright Riding in the car with it Aligning the stars with it Stop then I part with it I ain't gonna start with it Lighting up cigars with it Smoking and living large with it Do it before you're gone bitch Dead in designer clothes bitch
Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Elmo O Connor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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