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Woah, pull up in a Rolls Royce, gave a nigga no choice Leave these bitches so moist, drips stain soy sauce I know Chanel and Dior, keep her legs in the air It's not a thing I can't afford, 'cause I'm known to keep it player You, you see them diamonds on me baby The way they glowing, keep these bitches goin' crazy Every Robbin, yeah they coppin' can't be lazy I'm splurging with your savings Somebody should've told you, how I be fly yeah Already showed you, how I'm movin' my way I keep me a chauffer, we not on the same thing Be down bad before yeah, that's why I get fly, aye aye aye aye Woah, pull up in a Rolls Royce, gave a nigga no choice Leave these bitches so moist, drips stain soy sauce, woah I know Chanel and Dior, keep her legs in the air It's not a thing I can't afford, 'cause I'm known to keep it player Pop out with the effen, pocket full of dazzling best friends, baby Nothing but girls in my section, if she throwing that ass I'ma catch it, baby Somebody should've threw 'em in the zoo I only like my bands, 'cause 'em blue Ride it like a jetski, hundred dollar cash if you sexy, baby Fuck twelve, come arrest me, drivin' too fast gotta catch me, baby I'm always going crazy, it's what I do If I can do it, you can do it too, nigga Yeah baby Pull up in a Rolls Royce, gave a nigga no choice Leave these bitches so moist, drips stain soy sauce, woah I know Chanel and Dior, keep her legs in the air It's not a thing I can't afford, 'cause I'm known to keep it player Pull up in a Roll Royce, gave a nigga no choice Leave these bitches so moist, drips stain soy sauce, woah I know Chanel and Dior, keep her legs in the air It's not a thing I can't afford, 'cause I'm known to keep a player
Writer(s): John Whitfield, Julian Hecker, Gold Sauce, Willie Maxwell Ii Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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