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No I can't come down, bitch I'm too turnt up Judge gon give me life, Foreign door Murders Sitting at a red light, pourin' this purp up See this LV on my boxers, Why I'm lifting my shirt up Cops try to search us, hoes tryna twerk us Walk in with all this ice, Did it on purpose Got spikes like red hot, need to keep ya tail tucked Have folks nem deliver this to you, put it in ya mailbox Niggas be really knowin', bitches be really goin Look up and the ceiling gone, that ass I'm feelin' on Need a Christina Milian, I could pop me a wheelie on Bout to go get some more chains Like I ain't got enough jewelry on Went to the trap last night, and I looked up it was dawn Got a U-Haul backing in, with equipment & more laundry You know we ain't really for none, All I know is get paper I know killas and they owe me big favors, Bitches XO me like Weeknd I'm somewhere out eating, stay yo ass in 2 feet Or go yo ass on the deep end, someone hand me a ashtray That's my boys who passed away, keep my mouth laminated Till the day I'm eliminated No I can't come down, bitch I'm too turnt up Judge gon give me life, Foreign door Murders Sitting at a red light, pourin' this purp up Letras de cancionesSee this LV on my boxers, Why I'm lifting my shirt up Cops try to search us, hoes tryna twerk us Walk in with all this ice, Did it on purpose Got spikes like red hot, need to keep ya tail tucked Have folks nem deliver this to you, put it in ya mailbox What's yo address nigga? Where you live at nigga? We ain't tryna hear that nigga, you know I'm a real ass nigga Know I gotta get cash nigga, You know I want it real bad nigga My young niggas run down on you, treat you like a lil ass nigga Bitches see the ice, they see the cars, they see the Benz they in the mood They get in, into the spot, that's where the cars gon' take us to I need top, I told them bitches that like it was breaking news And you know I be about my chicken, bitch no Ramen noodles Jail cell not even bigger than my pantry We can't leave no trace I guess them gloves come in handy It's lovely now, bitches be loving me now aye, had the bitch suckin me up She might end up shutting me down aye No I can't come down, bitch I'm too turnt up Judge gon give me life, Foreign door Murders Sitting at a red light, pourin' this purp up See this LV on my boxers, Why I'm lifting my shirt up Cops try to search us, hoes tryna twerk us Walk in with all this ice, Did it on purpose Got spikes like red hot, need to keep ya tail tucked Have folks nem deliver this to you, put it in ya mailbox From Letras Mania