Lyrics:
Sie sippt am Durstlöscher und läuft grad auf mich zu
In ihrem beigen Crop-Top und der Hose über den Schuhen
Ich nehm' vom Durstlöscher und der
promise you'll get stabbed
I told her I go nast'
I give 'em lifetime splash
I told her I got crops
That big, big Birkin bag (that Birk')
I whipped up
a rainmaker)
Rainmaker, rainmaker make the rain fall from the sky
(I'm a-talkin' 'bout)
Rainmaker, rainmaker the crops are gonna die
(Now listen to me now)
This year's crop of kisses
Don't seem as sweet to me
This year's crop just misses
What kisses used to be
This year's new romance
Doesn't seem
wey, vámonos
Five and four, and three, and two, and one
And we smash through the door with the quickness up
Looking for the crop, and I heard you
This year's crop of kisses
Don't seem as sweet to me
This year's crop just misses
What kisses used to be
This year's new romance
Doesn't seem
do
This year's crop of kisses
Don't seem as sweet to me
This year's crop just misses
What kisses used to be
This year's new romance
Doesn't seem
Yeah, cream of the crop!
You're the stuff, you set the bar
You beat the odds and there you are
Spend most your life sittin' in the dark waitin' your
looking iffy nigga
Ah
I got big G's, I move big trees
When the crop hit the block it move quickly
I done made hella paper off of loose leaves
We know bands
Machete Chop
Reap Them Crop
Cut them down, down to the ground
Bob said they're just a dry wood for Jah fire, yeah
Cut them down, down to the ground
BETTER GET THAT CROP IN SOON
Looks like it’s gonna rain
Ah, this day is very cloudy
Mmm
Mmm
Looks like it’s gonna rain
It’s gonna rain
This day
a weight and a climb
And a ladder and many fall
(Diamond dolls)
But the cream of crop Never stops
We're the diamond dolls!!!!
A girl Shouldnt Sit in
On the corner fuck the corner
(Man, fuck that shit)
I’m in the house, servin' weed like a farmer
(I'm a farmer Jon)
I got crops, I got crops, long-ass crops
me, Lucille
With four hungry children and a crop in the field.
I've had some bad times,
I've lived through some sad times,
But this time the hurtin'
He'd come running out with a shotgun cause we was running down his crops
And I reckon he's still wondering who that was that was us
Some of these
on him 'cause he might harass me (might harass me, ah)
Ms. Nasty, everywhere they catch me
Crop me out that picture 'cause my nigga gon' be spazzin'
I might just crop you out of the pic
I don't have time for conflict
All that he say, she say shit
I got no time for none-sense
I hit the road
Go get
Young nigga always counting his gwop
Numbers increasing it's never gone stop
One nigga play we cut off his top
And I ain't talking crop, I mean with
of my granny
Money money money money
Crop money of a body
A body
Get Benny Benny Benny Benny
Sip Henny of the back of my granny
Money money money money
aint got bread and her friend's kinda dead
This zoot i cant pass it
(Never)
I used to chop down crops like a harvest
He had second thoughts, had to tell
Pull up in a drop top
Girls in a crop top
Drippin like a just broke a faucet and it won't stop
Don't know when to stop
Shoes i'm finna cop
Yes you
(You are going to Sue the State)
Bad bitch, light skin, thin waist, long hair
Looking so good I might wanna smash her
Tight jeans, UGG Boots, crop
No no no
It's not that I have to be fat or pretty
I'm both, bitch
I'm a big, beautiful babe
I like the big girls
In their crop tops
My jaw's
the moonshine, or am i dreaming
Somethings outside through the curtains it's gleaming
Hear the wind on the crops, i'm not dreaming
Next day in town it's already
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