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Bruder, we made it, ja Zehn von zehn, Bitch, hat in der Playlist Das' nich' assi, Bitch, das' Palm Angels 5-Sterne Suite ist bei t-Low basic
dead, that's paralytical I'm cryptic with critics, mysterious, you don't get it My foot imprinted, in your ass, 70 shows a minute When you try to go red
Sus, red nicht Dein Wort hat kein Gewicht hier auf der Straße, kleiner Hundesohn (Pussy) Sus, red nicht Wenn du frech wirst, fliegen Kugeln durch
Hotel-Suite in den Beamer In das Studio mit 3, 4 Señoritas Smalltalk, pretty heiß Ja, Baby, man ich weiß (Na) Sippe den Gin in der Booth, wie reezy (Ja-ja) Oh
of the hat We'll grab a bunch of reviews It's kind of hard and its late in this cluster of brews You know it's something like that Now I'm not one
Pay attention kid. Nail Gun. Don't you ever pay any fuckin' attention. (Don't panic) Ooh (Um) Fucking Concentrate. (Scatterbrain) Unorganized cluster
sell confederate flags to red necks Get rich its the ultimate in payback Money stacks for the Hay stacks Charge em twice as much for their TRUMP hats
scratch my back with a chain saw oh yeah got it I'll walk through comton alone and sport wranglers and a cowboy hat I'll head-butt a fuckin unicorn come
keys Sex, red bull, velvi we be like the [Verse 1: Chingy] I pulled on tha lot and then I fell up in the spot St. Louis hat cocked tryin'
right Came back the next day and was fuckin' her until midnight Don't stop for nobody unless I'm at a stoplight See red but it's green Brother with a beam
Am trappen lang bevor ich wusste, was Trap ist, weil du hier nix geschenkt kriegst Eingeschlafen im Wind ohne Regen, aufgewacht in Hotel-Suites Auf
Cooke die Heat, Tarantino hat Für mich einen Job, ey () natural born, ey, natural born (Ha ha haha) ey, ey Na natural born, cooke die Heat Tarantino
girls at? Where's my Alabama red? Where's my Tennessee wild? Talking Tallahassee legs, huh I need a Georgia peach smile New York City, California
Hat-back (ha) Trap-back (ha) Flicky (ha) Back out (woo) Turn my (woo) Aunty's (woo) Kitchen (woo) To a trap house (brrt, brrt) 7 Up
Maine just left the dealership And Weezy just ripped the drop Phantom, so they feelin' sick Diamond rings, diamond chains, royal suites Private planes,
the week at the Presidential Suite with a freak playing Layin' in the cut like we DJing I pay attention to the detailing, uh I'm all over my Anna
Fünf Sterne Suite, was für Kaviar, will Menemen Dicker, wir sind abgefuckt, machen das nur für Geld Bis die letzte Tasche platzt, Tage wach, alles
clothes that ever could be I look so good even Calvin Klein stares at me Red bands on my hat, a glass of chavvers in my hand One look at me
Spider-Man Backstage wie 'ne Springbreak-Afterparty Bitches oben-ohne wie der Drop-Top-Maserati Zerstör' die Präsi-Suite im Rausch und jetzt geben sie
and the cold bone marrow Stages covered in sweat of legends And subway walls and project halls that foresaw the hip-hop Armageddon Blue versus red, street
Ay hat på Sort coat på og en mask på Merchant sælger våben Jeg har alt du kan få Bruger så meget du blir broke Jordan belfort men ikk broker Red
Blicke treffen sich, weil die Anziehung zu groß ist (ah-ah) Red Cup, Sex, Drugs, Rock'n'roll, late night (ey) Dates wie in Casablanca, Humphrey Bo-, ey
sich Weil die Anziehung zu groß ist (Ah ah) Red Cup, Sex, Drugs, Rock'n'roll, late night (Ey) Dates wie in Casablanca, Humphrey Bo-, ey Wir lassen uns
Und die Suite im Hilton ist Wieder vom Präsidenten besetzt Die Nutten lieben mich nicht wirklich Ich glaub die lügen mich an Und meine Sekretärin
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