Lyrics:
Look nigga I can roll up some more weed
Or order 22 more bottles of Don P
My presidential Rolex shining, that's on Gs
The clothes that I got on are
(yooo!
Eeeh bwana.)
Order , order, order, order zee
Order , order, order, order zee
Order , order, order, order zee
Order , order, order, order
at my place, ayy
Do you have some spare change?
On me, I've got hundreds I'll throw in your face
Yeah, order more bottles, order more models
Order
Ooh-ooh ooh
Ooh-ooh ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh ooh
Ooh
Get percent
Raise up high
Turn you off to save the
Battery life
Calculator
Ain't nothin' greater
double cups I got the drinks
High fashion Issa high party party
Shorty don't like to drink so she had to bring the tree
This party bout to get started
niggas yeah dem carry paper no be mouth (no be mouth!)
Middle finger to my haters no be mouth (no be mouth!)
Doing numbers like a calculator, no be mouth,
naps
Na to burst your bladder
If you no give me peace
Me no really care cause
I've been high on a daily trips
Ya to work hard no be by muscle you know
If
throats.
Face the Masha, Face the Masha!
The joke's on the Joker that failed oh so well
Monstrous radiation - Masha's spell
The order is given, prepare
Blue and that orange
We run it like gators, yeah
Countin my bands, no calculator Baby wanna get high, elevator
I'ma wait, but I ain't no waiter
Takin my
It's alright, it's alright
It's alright, it's alright
I'm in love without the tears of regret
Open fire 'cause I love it to death
Sky high with
It's alright, it's alright
It's alright, it's alright
I'm in love without the tears of regret
Open fire 'cause I love it to death
Sky high with
in shape
Make sure your life in order
Jesus is coming again
Make sure your life in order
So when the trumpet sound we ago fly high
Say once you in
verlier' mich
An tausend Orten (tausend Orten)
Gib mir alles, schenk mir ein
Lass mich fallen, mach mich high
Ich verlier' mich
Ich bin out of order
"In The Deep Dark Bowls of the
Underworld order must be maintained.
Without a strict and unforgiving
Chain of command chaos is inevitable"
flyers in the mail, say they want the money right now.
So I’m punching in numbers on the calculator, Hell I might pay now, might pay later.
Cause my
flyers in the mail, say they want the money right now.
So I’m punching in numbers on the calculator, Hell I might pay now, might pay later.
Cause my
order eyy all is in order
It is time to dine it is time to wine oh
It is time to fly it is time to shine oh
Time to high it is time to spray money
order eyy all is in order
It is time to dine it is time to wine oh
It is time to fly it is time to shine oh
Time to high it is time to spray money
dont listen what talking that boys
I going to rich my goals
rich my goals anyway
Im on top at anyway
Baby listen i dont play
Get high i smoke everyday
Stress
Sunshine, geyeah
I sold it all from crack to o-pium, in third person
I don't wanna see em, so I'm rehearsing
with my peoples high to GM,
the black Cadillac blowin' doja
Hot Boy like I grew up in the 'Nolia
I'm 400 Degreez on the corner
Bitch I'm whippin and shippin' your order
Hot Boy like
bitch, your pussy stink
Bitches know I'm pimpin' with a passion, huh
I'm not, I'm not, I'm not asking her
Straight mashin', bruh, a get da calculator
Orders are orders
Are orders are orders are orders
Orders are orders
Are orders are orders are orders
That's not my plan, I don't wanna be that
the sky, the sky, the sky, the sky.
'Cause we can fly above all the haters!
They done give me my wings! Let's fly, high, high, high, high!
They done
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