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Lottery

by Ernest Kingg

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Playa playa playa playa Ayy you know I’m just getting back on my shit too In this motherfucker til we get it right Aww yeah yeah yeah yeah Smash through the city in a top down coupe, with my seat back I been getting money dawg, but you lil niggas knew that She say she love me, she love the money and what I can do for her But you can not play me Bitch ima big dawg, not Lil duval Yeah, Yeah! Im kissing baby goodnight, gave her good pipe, new Pereli’s when I dipped on her Got the oops pissed huh? He bet not diss, I put that bag on em I gotta lot on me, it look like a lottery Yeah I go up! Vacate the property, we set up shop then we go up! Tell baby speed it up, slow it down, yeah yeah Got a hunnid thangs at the port, my migo tryna move it in I fuck that bitch in fendi with her friends I ain’t never tryna end I ain’t ever going to fold, stay on 10 10 10 Baby ballin ballin ballin Richard priyor Richard Milli Got some head in holly hills, made her ride it giddy up Ramen noodles, Moët pouring Counted 30 thousand, all dubs I can’t just get it once I had to double it up Smash through the city in a top down coupe, with my seat back I been getting money dawg, but you lil niggas knew that She said she love me, she love the money and what I do for her But you can not play me Bitch ima big dawg, not Lil duval I’m kissing baby goodnight Gave her good good Stick and move We got fire places by the pool BMF be my mood I got freaks going up, she tryna get in the mood I got the Benz in controlled cruise, smoking good smell the fumes Why niggas hating? I can see they envy from this pent house view Niggas sucka made, snitching on another, that ain’t ever cool Fuck how they feeling, whooping opposition, around me cash rules yeah Gun big as Dababy security Laughed when he said he gone rob me I break down bells entirely I paid cash entirely I ain’t catch a loan, did it on my own Now it cost more just to talk to me I don’t do back and fourth bargaining The price is the price what you offering She say she love me, then prove it then Sent her on flight now she global Keep pushing don’t get pushed over Million ways to make it over Million ways to get through it My nigga I storm any weather I pull out a Rolls Royce umbrella Sing to his bitch acapella We made a way for the better Made racks putting playa on sweaters Yeah yeah! Smash through the city in a top down coupe, with my seat back I been getting money dawg, but you lil niggas knew that She say she love me, she love the money and what I can do for her But you can not play me Bitch ima big dawg, not Lil duval Im kissing baby goodnight, gave her good pipe, new Pereli’s when I dipped on her Got the oops pissed huh? He bet not diss, I put that bag on em I gotta lot on me, it look like a lottery Yeah I go up! Vacate the property, we set up shop then we go up!

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