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Exotic (feat. Smooth Doee)

by Price

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Yeah, Ha, Yeah, Ha, Yeah, Ha, Yeah, Ha I started with nothing, now a nigga popping Say what you had wanted? Bet a nigga got it A young nigga high I'm chilling with the pilot Cause I got a bag on me and it's exotic Ain't tryna talk that shit ain't bout no profit Might catch that boy popping shit when with the Prophet Amidst of recording this made forty dollars You ain't tryna order shit my nigga holla, Yeah I know you wanna roll but my nigga I'm dolo This shit ain't pro bono I need me more dollar You want me to fold up make me sick ebola I'm popping like Cola now you wanna follow I'm balling like 23, I do shit that you see in a movie Lil' bitch what your man made today in this doobie If you ain't tryna pay well then move then Lil' bitch in a Benz remember days in a hooptie Fuck a nigga gotta stay from the goofies I'm stuck to paper Money Man with the kufi I can't tell no one shit cause they tryna use me I had to win a nigga tired of losing I bring the real around and fire the foolish I put some Kevin Gates and Nike into it Cause I ain't never getting tired I do it I started with nothing, now a nigga popping Say what you had wanted? Bet a nigga got it A young nigga high I'm chilling with the pilot Cause I got a bag on me and it's exotic Ain't tryna talk that shit ain't bout no profit Might catch that boy popping shit when with the Prophet Amidst of recording this made forty dollars You ain't tryna order shit my nigga holla Started with nothing, now a nigga popping Say what you had wanted? Bet a nigga got it A young nigga high I'm chilling with the pilot Cause I got a bag on me and it's exotic Ain't tryna talk that shit ain't bout no profit Might catch that boy popping shit when with the Prophet Amidst of recording this made forty dollars You ain't tryna order shit my nigga holla You know a young nigga started from the bottom I got the plug fronting me the product. I ain't have nothing, started with a dollar Now them young niggas asking how I got it Don't worry about it, money in my pocket These bitches like Capital One in my wallet I ain't got nothing for you better stop it All I got is dick for you and exotic But you know I'm the shark in the fish tank I be stepping on couches with big bank Need my bitch like she Megan Thee Stallion Eat this dick better not need no chaser Peanut Butter Breath smoking the flavors Never Ending Weekend making paper Tropicana Cookies on the table Smoking different flavors on my haters I started with nothing, now a nigga popping Say what you had wanted? Bet a nigga got it A young nigga high I'm chilling with the pilot Cause I got a bag on me and it's exotic Ain't tryna talk that shit ain't bout no profit Might catch that boy popping shit when with the Prophet Amidst of recording this made forty dollars You ain't tryna order shit my nigga holla Started with nothing, now a nigga popping Say what you had wanted? Bet a nigga got it A young nigga high I'm chilling with the pilot Cause I got a bag on me and it's exotic Ain't tryna talk that shit ain't bout no profit Might catch that boy popping shit when with the Prophet Amidst of recording this made forty dollars You ain't tryna order shit my nigga holla I see ain't shit they can do with me Fuck if a nigga late cause now you know Now you know that ain't shit they can do with me You know ain't shit they can do with me I see ain't shit they can do with me I'm on that Krizzle fuck a hater fuck a hoe Run this shit up 'til they through with me I run this shit up 'til they through with me I see ain't shit they can do with me I'm on that Krizzle fuck a hater fuck a hoe Run this shit up 'til they through with me I run this shit up 'til they through with me Yeah, yeah, Prada my feet, Glock is my heat I'm bout the chedder boy I don't do beef I got a feast, out of the street Come from the side where they don't come in peace Dolo the wheel you cannot come with me You just want a piece Prada my feet, Glock is my heat I'm bout the chedder boy I don't do beef I got a feast, out of the street Come from the side where they don't come in peace Dolo the wheel you cannot come with me You just want a piece

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