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Romodels

by Lotto Cain

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Yeah yeah uhhuh uhhuh uhhuh ooh, Lotto cain I grew up with role models Turned five cents to four dollars Swing my door like Gucci J's done Damn near knocked the door off Now swing me down on Rochelle Park right by that motel Keep the car running, he think it's sweet, so he licked Hold that, what is that, a tree branch switch And pop it if you see a nigga itch Now swing me right back up on walnut-hill Back to the spot with all the pills Finna fill up the room with collard greens The pack came with a whole seamThe Glock came with a red beam Get back before this whole sing You don't want nothing at all, alicia keys But wait a minute, this shit gon' make him hate a minute I was fucking this bitch, know he hate I'm in it But a nigga won't play with me, play with your kids And watch the little kids keep babysit Stop paying these hoes, and pay attention Gave them eight for the toad and four for Nixon Don't step on my toes, I'm kicking, kicking Pull up like Dennis, I'm cain the menace You intimidate who Not me, better be cool, not me When I cock on the Glock you'll be knock-knee Better stay in your lane or the H.O.V Pause that's too raw I was feeling like pac Fuck them all, you a ho, billy bob Monsters ball you the type get involved and call the laws Who It's for the dogs you be flying bitches out Not at all I'm a gangster my nigga my patience is minimal Free my uncle snook and free them all Made a left on pleasant run ducked the laws You ain't smarter than me, you just a nerd If you scared go to church but I went to church So which one of them ushers said let it burn Let it burn uh let it burn I'm feeling like gold let it burn You better believe it uhuh Let it burn better believe it Let it burn uh yeah Who treat my Bm like my side hoe Treat my side hoe like my rider She set you up with no problems That lil bitch there get violent Treat my main bitch the starbcuks She ate the dick like a starburst Twist on that dick like a bottle She say lotto baby my jaw hurt Man take me right back to the spot Finna make this shit when I pop out the crop Wipe a lil nigga nose think he lost I wasn't goin for the cross criss I buy diamonds for my fists when I'm pissed You buy diamonds for the bitch who a simple Who is that who is he who is this Same nigga that came up off of Nick bitch Uh same nigga that came up off of Nick I'm the same nigga that came up off of Nick I buy jewelry for my fists when I'm pissed You buy jewelry for the bitch who a simple Who is that who is he who is this Same nigga that came up off of Nick Same nigga that came up off of Nick

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