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Ramirez

Glitter & Gold

 

Glitter & Gold

(album: THA PLAYA$ MANUAL - 2020)


[Rocci (Ramirez):]
It mushes when I'm high in the summertime
Started calling me, oh, running through my mind
It must be looking right when you look at me
I can tell that you'll be mine by the time I leave (Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah)

[Ramirez:]
A G's up, hoes down, breaking necks when I come 'round
'87 Caddy dipped in butter with them gold thangs
White walls, Hen'-dawg, puffing on the twelve-sack
Sailor Moon shawty looking right when she throw it back
Come and fuck with a thug, let me show you a lil' love
Popping tags, taking flights, never fucking with a scrub
Toe-tagging on the four, whipping Vogues, no pro
Turn the window five percent so you can see me when I stroll

[Rocci (Ramirez):]
It mushes when I'm high in the summertime
Started calling me, oh, running through my mind
It must be looking right when you look at me
I can tell that you'll be mine by the time I leave (Ayy, yuh)

[Ramirez:]
Break me off a lil' something, baby girl, I wanna see you move
Hop into the whip and take a cruise riding down the moon
All we have is one night so, baby, you better pick and choose
Play me like a flute when I have you crying, singing the blues
I blow the smoke 'til the breeze, wrecking bitches my forte
Rami' don't be loving, just keep balling into foreplay
Gripping on the rod got me took
MAC game crazy, you can't get this out no book, bitch (Huh?)

done

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