Christian Louboutin (feat. Duhh.Dj)
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I been sinning but these lubitons Christian Lethal weapon how I slide on a mission Been a baller coulda played for pistons Switching lanes, just to up a position Niggas hating I call them opposition I got water, bring a boat now you fishing Grinding hard tryna Persue my vision Push to start where the keys they went missing Banana wood and it's stuffed with that pressure Want sum pac den I tax lil extra 2020 I'm tryn swerve inna Tesla Get to the green cause I'm an investor Beat up the pac just like a wrestler Stomp that boy out applying that pressure Swiping yo cards young sxge a finesser We in yo house nothing left but the dresser I got a beam look like I took Measures Stick to the money I just want da Treasure I'm making moves ain't talking bout checkers Keep a 45 an it hold a lil extra Step on yo block , bitch I'm a stepper Best watch yo mans that boy hit like a pepper F*ck being broke I had to do better Grind till I'm up tryna stack up this cheddar Bought a new gun had to throw da Barretta Free my mans in the cell righting them letters I get the money cause I'm a go getter Back in the day Wishing shit would get better It's hot outside and I still wear a sweater Feel like a bird I'm so high I grew feathers Ride till I die NSG no one better It's raining outside but I still get her wetter Cap in yo raps I swear you can better Grind w my niggas we all stick together F*ck niggas fake they gon switch like the weather Guissepe stepping , so you know my kicks leather That's why yo bitch with me I do it better Im the street scholar should call me professor If that bitch loyal den I'm boutta bless her I need a lawyer to fight the confessor Tweakin hard man I need to relax Grinding hard I stopped movin them packs Movin right tryna run up them racks Say u move work but u don't gotta stack Say u got poles but u always gon lack We got them poles n they stashed in the back N he think he uh shooter cuz he flashing a Mac So we creep up on his ass n put 3 in his back Then we hop up in the whip n the tires gon scratch I don't know who the hell u think u gon catch Hella drugs in my body I'm as lit as a match Got this shit sewed up locked tight like a latch N this shit is forever like my body had tats We don't f*ck w no snitch so we kill all rats If we don't got the strap then it's baseball bats N we finna leave blood on ya baseball cap How u wanna do it bro what u wanna do F&N made his lil stupid ass move Percocet got me right back in my groove N im not gonna lie I fell in love w the blues I'm tryna check a bag n take my plug on a cruise U nvr gone get it if u always on snooze It's kinda hard to win if u destined to lose So I gotta watch my back I'm not goin on the news Shits fucked up put my pain in a leaf Can't stand up so u better take a seat If u really want smoke anywhere we can meet Cuz I'm really in the field like a fuckin athlete If u wanna shop w us then them prices get steep When u hopped in the water u ain know it was deep A pack touch down every time my phone beep U don't wanna see the gang jumpin outta bros Jeep
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