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California Rari

 

California Rari

(álbum: OT: Outta Town - 2015)


[Intro Young Thug:]
Young Thug, Future, Problem
Young Thug, Future, Problem
Ay man I just went to the ice box
And got me a pair of them mothafucking, uhh
Ten thousand Burketts for my ears

[Hook Young Thug:]
California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty
California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty
California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty
California Rari like the president
California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty, hey!
California Rari like the president
California Rari like the president
California Rari like the president
California Rari my new president
California Rari new president
California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty

[Verse 1 Young Thug:]
Where is my money? Pullin up gunnin
Automatic tommies, stomaches
I don't mash out with' nothing,.45 holds 11
I got birds and they nestin (Gurrr)
S.L.I.M.E like reverend, psych
Keep her, I thought she renewin
I'm going in-, fluence
If she don't got class, that's truancy
My VV's are yellow like urine
I smoke me a blunt to the head, then bed, keep that
Ride that lil bitch like a bike, better yet pegs
Ever since I got my ice from Elliott, I been leaving em dead
Carrots on a niggas wrist and his ears and I got that big head
I don't give no fuck 'bout you little bitches, feel like you're dead
Bought me a coupe and I pulled the roof and I pulled off and I sped

[Hook Young Thug:]
California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty
California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty
California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty
California Rari like the president
California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty, hey!
California Rari like the president
California Rari like the president
California Rari like the president
California Rari my new president
California Rari new president
California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty

[Verse 2 Future:]
2 cups full of muddy, my heart's in the gutter
Fuck the felony, I beat the charges
See me in a truck, it's Maserati
All my passion is reaching the masses
All this cash is right under my mattress
I go smashing all over the atlas
I go splashin right up with the action
All these bullets wrapped up in some plastic
30 shots hold it right in the ratchet (that's true)
All my mans are straight up and savage and shit
Sleep on fendi, I play with the baddest
Easy money, these cars and these hoes and lights they be flashing
It's causing the madness
Bitch came straight to my crib with no panties
She tryna be down with a bandit
For these bands I'm a take full advantage
When I whip up, I whip panoramic
Fuck the motive, just pass me a Xanax
You just left me alone and abandoned
Shoulda known I was causing some damage
Al Capone, I jump right in a Phantom
Had your mama on crack cause of service
I'm just living my life with a burden
I hop in a spur and I'm closing the curtain
As I look right in your eyes and deep down in your soul
I can tell that you hurting
You want the bales, you want soft, you want hard
You want kush, you want molly, that's perfect
Ricky-Ricky-Ricky James
Got evicted, made a change
Started grinding harder than I ever did
Before and then, I got the fame

[Hook Young Thug:]
California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty
California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty
California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty
California Rari like the president
California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty, hey!
California Rari like the president
California Rari like the president
California Rari like the president
California Rari my new president
California Rari new president
California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty

[Verse 3 Problem:]
What?
Americana foreign, bank AC enormous
Dance to my performance, fixate her like I'm Lawrence
Martin but extra funny, everything 'bout the money
Everybody love me, I'm your favorite subject
Playing with the bills though, counting, falling down like Dil though
Tearing up tracks like railroad, whole bails looking like earlobes
Man it's cracky and no pecans, dump her then refine
Jump jeans, no Levine, me and Young Thugga tail large G rides
Come on

[Hook Young Thug:]
California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty
California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty
California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty
California Rari like the president
California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty, hey!
California Rari like the president
California Rari like the president
California Rari like the president
California Rari my new president
California Rari new president
California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty

feito

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