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Bath Salts

 

Bath Salts


[Hook:]
Here I go, here I, here I go again
Here I go, here I go, here I, here I go again
Bitch I'm back, bitch I'm back, bitch I'm back
Bitch I'm back, bitch I'm back, bitch I'm back
Bitch I'm back, bitch I'm back biiiitch
Here I go I'm back
Pocket filled with them stacks
Got these haters jocking my swag
Got bad bitches all on that
Here I go Here I go I'm back
Pocket filled with them stacks
Got these haters jocking my swag
Got bad bitches all on they back huhhhh

[Verse 1 Riff Raff:]
Black Versace shades in a black box
Now I'm on my cell phone, Chris Rock
Check the checklist with the ivory boxes
On the front page Orville Redenbacher
Red suitcase look like some tiger cubs
Look like vodka cranberry, tiger blood
[?] twisting like a somersault
Could have played for the Colts, Marshall Faulk
Versace sweatpants, swordfish
All this ice on my neck gave me a sore wrist
Pull up on a jumper, like Chauncey Riley
Now I'm on vacation, Gilligan's Island

[Hook]

[Verse 2 Ghetty:]
Here I go again
Rabbit she a 10
If she ain't going them I'm bout to smash her friend (woah)
I'll stay fitted and I'm all about my paper
Feel like Suave House, bitch I feel like Tony Draper
Ride real slow, and I might be with your main bitch
She know what my name is, and she think I'm famous
Pardon me while I lane switch
Pimp game straight dangerous
You no speaka no paper homie you no speaka my language
Trapping to the maxim
Blowing like relaxing
Whatsup girl you busting down
Lil mama tell me what's happening
Pockets fat, I been trapping
Real shit no acting
Left the game now I'm back in, like Wiz let's get it smacking

[Hook]

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