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Tonight we party, my friends Sip on mezcal, I like tequila, damn this shit tasty Kid you not, I made 'bout a milli', off a pink beanie I feel like my life is a movie, damn this too easy Can't catch me, I'm jumping the borders Hit the embassy, it's bag or die Seven gold chains on me, call me Slick Rick Just made an album, seven days, that's quick Boobies goin' up and down (Buh) She's fit, hold up, wait, rewind that shit Got uncut gems, Adam Sandler (Click) She a vegan, she got a thigh gap And my BO smell good, it smell like lilac My team eating, yeah we did a lap I'ma cash rap, always do a buyback Down payment on the wholе metropolis (Cash) On my healthy cerеal, monogamous (Oh) She a turkey on my dick, she gobblin' (Brr) Big dick appointment, gynecologist (I'm a doctor) Sold out every show on all the continents (Global) I don't know where I got my confidence (I don't know) I'm a half-full type of guy, I'm an optimist (Facts) Sipping on the Henny, toxicologist So I bought a house in LA, I don't live there, I just rent it out Letras de cancionesYou can bet your ass I own all the cars in my roundabout You ain't making too much sense, I don't know what you on about Bitch, it's fucking "bag or die", this money to me, Paramount You can kiss my ass if you wanna kiss me, miss me Double C's on the prints, got me feeling itchy I stay busy, I'm up and my nose bleeds Ring around the rosie, pocket full with Benjies Sip on mezcal, I like tequila, damn this shit tasty Kid you not, I made 'bout a milli', off a pink beanie I feel like my life is a movie, damn this too easy Can't catch me, I'm jumping the borders Hit the embassy, it's bag or die From Letras Mania