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HoodRich Pablo Juan

I Claim Her Proudly

 

I Claim Her Proudly

(album: BLO: The Movie - 2019)


You know what it takes
You know what it takes

Run to the money, I ain't stopping, Chanel color salmon
Cartier with diamonds, I'm fresh, don't need no stylist
All my niggas wilding, I could claim her proudly
I bought her an island, I bought her like four rings
I don't know if I could go without you or this codeine
All you do is bother me, ayy, but we don't trade teams
Pray to God I make it out and go mainstream
I count that money 'til my fingers change colors, gangrene

I know they don't wanna see this money so I put it in they faces
I feel like Neo in the Matrix, because I'm dodging all this hate
Five different banks, plus a safe deposit in the safe
I don't think you want it bad enough, do you know what it takes?
I was riding, I was crusing, shoe foreign
I can't put no trust in you, girl, 'cause I'm scared
I may hit the clutch on these niggas and I'm gone
It wasn't death or the struggle, just leave me 'lone
Off-White kicking and my clothes VLONE
Just came back from Cali and I'm smoking on strong
These look like I'm dressed to impress how I put it on
Pop a Percocet and I bet I fuck her all night long
Fuck her all night long
Fuck her all night long
You ain't nothing but a clone
Wanna be me but your money ain't long

Run to the money, I ain't stopping, Chanel color salmon
Cartier with diamonds, I'm fresh, don't need no stylist
All my niggas wilding, I could claim her proudly
I bought her an island, I bought her like four rings
I don't know if I could go without you or this codeine
All you do is bother me, ayy, but we don't trade teams
Pray to God I make it out and go mainstream
I count that money 'til my fingers change colors, gangrene

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