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Yeah Daytrip took it to ten (hey!) I eat dinner in Dolce I slip the clothes off a caramel bitch I eat that bitch just like a damn Ferrero Rocher Ayy, running up that check, running up that check Damn it's like some Nike Roshe, yeah Playing with them cards, playing with them cards That's Texas hold'em I'm sipping on that Texas potion, yeah Take these bitches' phone from them when they come through the door Bad bitch tryna draw blood from my finger, I ain't know her screen was broke, yeah I'm nervous, nervous nervous She a vampire, I put a cross to her head like a nurse Donated all of my blood (donated all of my blood) I do this shit for my blood (my blood, my blood) I put it under the rug Pour up the mud, that codeine Number one dad on my mug I put my all in it and I want the Wraith for that Yeah, ayy, and I won't debate for that My bitch want a bigger butt and she just need somebody who can pay for that (mwah) Yeah, ayy, who can I blame for that, yeah Letras de cancionesI just called my ex and I just died Sip that lean and it just brought me back to life Count these bands, I will not shuck and jive Fuck that bitch like I want her to die I just called my ex and I just died Sip that lean and it just brought me back to life Count these bands, I will not shuck and jive Fuck that bitch like I want her to die Doing the most Doing the most Niggas who do the most do the least, yeah You say you copped it but I know it's a lease I peep how she think she want what's in my bank and what's in my briefs I cover the face of a Covergirl and I whiten her teeth I give her glitter if she good, identical twin Patek Philippe Don't be ungrateful asking for no watch, better watch your physique, yeah Donated all of my blood (donated all of my blood) I do this shit for my blood (my blood, my blood) I put it under the rug Pour up the mud, that codeine Number one dad on my mug I put my all in it and I want the Wraith for that Yeah, ayy, and I won't debate for that My bitch want a bigger butt and she just need somebody who can pay for that (mwah) Yeah, ayy, who can I blame for that, yeah I just called my ex and I just died (yeah) Sip that lean and it just brought me back to life (yeah, yeah yeah) Count these bands, I will not shuck and jive Fuck that bitch like I want her to die I just called my ex and I just died (yeah) Sip that lean and it just brought me back to life (yeah, yeah yeah) Count these bands, I will not shuck and jive Fuck that bitch like I want her to die Daytrip took it to ten (hey!) From Letras Mania