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Where U Been?

CAP-1

B.O.A.T.S. II: #METIME

2013

crib just to fuck you in
Bought the Benz just to fuck your friends
Giuseppe's 900 with that gold boss
Everything 'bout me raw like a dope charge

I've

ain't your clothes
YOLO ho you so-so
R-red bone, yellow bone, real hair, hella long
Loud weed, megaphone
Nails on fleet, Giuseppe's on
Bitches mad cause

Where U Been

CAP-1

B.O.A.T.S. II: #METIME

2013

I'm keeping Chicago (yeah)
Bought a new crib just to fuck you in (and what)
Bought the Benz just to fuck your friends
Giuseppe's 900 with that gold boss

third degree
Giuseppe's on 'em, no strap, I ain't gon' hold back
All I do is throw racks, all these hoes know that
My pockets lookin' like ass shots,

a Partner named Dread, no UPS
But keep that package
Balenciagas to step, or J's
Or some Giuseppes
Real flav don't need no help
Ferragamo my belt
And okay huh,

paper
Told me she got a man
Well how long you have that problem
Let me fix it cause I can
Have you headed towards Jamaica
Giuseppe's on the sand
And I'll

nigga, nigga
Nigga ass out in these Giuseppe's
All my bitches on par
All my niggas got felonies
Don't do that, you ain't 'bout
That, you don't sell that

I step in stepping on
Giuseppe's with the zippers
That beef I be strapped and it's hammer time
So much ice wrist drippin' Panorama time
Went from

breche Bitches die Beine am Kotti
Mit Schuhen von Giuseppe Zanotti
Ew, ihr widert mich an
Ew, ew, kommt nicht an mich ran (ah-ah)
Piss mir ans Bein und

the textin'
(I can't do that)
I blew a bag on some Giuseppes
(They come in blue and black)
She throw that ass, Imma catch it
(Watch she get attached)
Pour that

top no bail
Trap phone boomin I got clientele
Gas is exotic I know dat u smell
Giuseppe fabric feelin like fishscales
We fukkin tonight and u better not

body
Married to money I can’t commit to a thottie
Trap house we choppin bricks like karate
Lu Kane I got them kicks like karate
Yeezy my feet no Giuseppe

Ok Baby girl you already kno 
This is how this shit goes 
I got ferragamos on my toes 
Giuseppe 
When I walk in thru the door 
I be pourin up 
Gotta

Catch me walkin’ out the store with some Giuseppes (Yeah)
Shorty tryna fuck me ‘cause my AP (AP)
Worked so hard my car don’t need a damn key (Damn

P's
Ya ya
Yeah she know with me that life is sweet
Louboutin, Guiseppe Zaneet
Nothing less will grace her feet
Ya ya
Heart desires where she wants

strada fraierii isi dau de veste
Vipere-n juru meu noroc ca-s vigilent, gen
Opera de arta poti sa-mi zici Giuseppe
Verdictu-i ca esti fals oricum, oricum

range gone slide when its cold
Lets Rock & Roll
I aint got time for petty shit
Fucking a dime in Giuseppe
Im high and im ready
I lay that bitch down, hold

Im stacking dead man no homicide I love my dead man
Geting that bread in you couldn't walk a mile in these Giuseppe
Wrap them packs up tight yeah

She like gucci
And Giuseppe
She loves berkin
And Armani
Baby’s taste is worth money for sure
I can take her out to Paris
Run my fingers thru her hair

Fit's so clean
Gotta dirty the Sprite
And i'm feeling so high
Gonna fly like a kite
And you know I got the red Giuseppe
So you can step back
But

You get once chance then your done
On to the better
Lets get it
Feeling better and better
Amiri the jean
And givenchy the sweater
Giuseppe

a pool
Shawty trippin, she think ima make her bae
She must think my name pity the fool
Giuseppe stepping
When I’m hoppin up out the wraith
I might go

chilling
What What
Who I be, who I be
Vip big chilling
What what
Giuseppe on me right now she be trippin
The Louis on me all my sauce be drippin
I bring

never text me
CDG on my feet and I rock Giuseppe
This one for the bass heads yeah we rocking heavy
Yeah I'm focused on the art yeah I'm focused on it
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