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(álbum: 47 Meters Down - 2021)


This is 47 Meters Down
Th-Th-There's only one Sharc
Yeah, ho
Ho, bring that money home, yeah
Haha, you know I'm a pimp (Foreign shit, flyest in the city, me)

Foreign shit, yeah, she gon' rub her clit
Why you fronting, kid? You never had a hundred clip
Dirty Fanta, yeah, that muddy shit
Yeah, they love the kid, she got tunnel vision
She be staring at a rich nigga dick print
I'm in Atlanta with the Wraith, with the Remington
Have my way with her face, she got good spits
Yeah, selling dummy bricks, I dress 'em up like businessmen
Yeah, booted Fendi drip, ayy, feel like Crimson Chin
Yeah, she from England, grr, glicks from Switzerland
Skrrt, we gon' spin again, balling, why they interferin'?
Sharc so arrogant, yeah, see through racks on me (Yeah, yeah)
Foreign shit, yeah, she gon' rub her clit
Why you fronting, kid? You never had a hundred clip
Dirty Fanta, yeah, that muddy shit
Yeah, they love the kid, she got tunnel vision
She be staring at a rich nigga dick print
I'm in Atlanta with the Wraith, with the Remington
Have my way with her face, she got good spits
Yeah, selling dummy bricks, I dress 'em up like businessmen
Yeah, booted Fendi drip, ayy, feel like Crimson Chin
Yeah, she from England, grr, glicks from Switzerland
Skrrt, we gon' spin again, balling, why they interferin'?
Sharc so arrogant, yeah, see through racks on me (Yeah)

Givenchy jeans bussing
Grimy killers tripping, eyeballs jumping out her skull (Yeah)
Take a flicky, bitch, flyest in the city, me (Yeah)
Have these denims free, XO to my scammer bitch
Scoop 'em like they Russian Cream
Baddies by the five-pack, angels with the thigh-pack
Might be Fear of God slacks [?] with the next strap
Capping boy, you not that, cap him, where the cameras at?
Still serve with them sandwich bags, all paid, fifties, twenty racks (Yeah, yeah)

Foreign shit, yeah, she gon' rub her clit
Why you fronting, kid? You never had a hundred clip
Dirty Fanta, yeah, that muddy shit
Yeah, they love the kid, she got tunnel vision
She be staring at a rich nigga dick print
I'm in Atlanta with the Wraith, with the Remington
Have my way with her face, she got good spits
Yeah, selling dummy bricks, I dress 'em up like businessmen
Yeah, booted Fendi drip, ayy, feel like Crimson Chin
Yeah, she from England, grr, glicks from Switzerland
Skrrt, we gon' spin again, balling, why they interferin'?
Sharc so arrogant, yeah, see through racks on me

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