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(альбом: Big Pimpin' - 2020)


La música de Harry Fraud

You having fun (Oh)
If your nigga find out, he gon' be upset (Oh, oh)
Put the top down (Oh, oh)
When it get cold, let it up, yeah (Yeah, oh, oh)
We going up, yeah (Yeah, oh, oh)
All these girls, they with us, yeah (Yeah, oh, oh, oh)
And we don't never stop, 'cause we never get enough

Big joint that I fill
New lights on the grill
Gold D's on the wheels
Roll with me need skills
I can tell you how it feel
Diamond chain for a pill
Buy the waves for a mil
Ain't even tryna flex
Some of them niggas want the trophy
I want mind and respect
Rapping these verses
Breaking these purses when it's time to collect
Don't even buy just one, we get 'em in sets
Ain't talking clothes, I'm talking the ice on her neck
I give you a start and make you work for the rest
Make you a boss, have you signing them checks
Checking the books and make sure my papers correct
Look, I done turned you to a threat

You having fun (Oh)
If your nigga find out, he gon' be upset (Oh, oh)
Put the top down (Oh, oh)
When it get cold, let it up, yeah (Yeah, oh, oh)
You're going up, yeah (Yeah, oh, oh)
All these girls, they with us, yeah (Yeah, oh, oh, oh)
And we don't never stop, 'cause we never get enough

Letting 'em up
Who knew that after years of hard work, the truth would be us
Two girls in the back, let our seats up
Cell phones off, so they can't reach us
I got an extra one, bitch, keep up
Put the kush in the joint, call it secret stuff
How you a boss and you rolling in the cheapest one?
Me and my squad do our job, that's keeping the bleachers filled up
They know way better than to steal from us
They work, so if we take a loss then shit we still get up
They wonder what's in my garage, if I'm gon' switch it up
I don't pull nothing, I make y'all go get some different work
We leave up out here and make all the bitches disappear

You having fun (Oh)
If your nigga find out, he gon' be upset (Oh, oh)
Put the top down (Oh, oh)
When it get cold, let it up, yeah (Yeah, oh, oh)
We going up, yeah (Yeah, oh, oh)
All these girls, they with us, yeah (Yeah, oh, oh, oh)
And we don't never stop, 'cause we never get enough, yeah

Get enough, get enough
Get enough, get enough

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