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Paroles de la chanson Right Nigga par G.T.

(Smerf, this your beat?)
(Smerf made this beat, boy)

She usually fuck with hoes, she don't like niggas
But I changed her mind, guess I'm the right nigga
All this ice got her excited, this shit dancin' without no lights hittin' it
Bitch toxic 'cause I fucked the soul out her and I might spin her
Ridin' in a two-door coupe, I do the dash
Six hundred for my shirt, two thousand for my pants
Thumbin' through the money, broke another rubber band
Them niggas threw a ten, we just fucked up a hundred bands

We just fucked up Allure, let's go fuck up Magic City
All they see is money flyin', brand new hundreds, this shit sticky
Ridin' in the coupe on my way to a bag
Fendi face on my bag, what's wrong? You look mad
You runnin' out of money, that's just wrong, you doin' bad
You need to hurry up and get you some, lil' nigga, you look sad
If I don't hold the wheel with two hands, nigga, I might crash
Money on the floor, lil' nigga, watch me move like Flash
Walk in, Motion Gang, cameras flash
Some of my niggas move bag, some of my niggas scam

Bitch, throw that ass, I'll bust another band
Hundred bands in twenties ain't fittin' in no rubber band
Hop in, press the pedal to the floor, break the dash
They ain't seen this whip before, showroom floor, paper tag

She usually fuck with hoes, she don't like niggas
But I changed her mind, guess I'm the right nigga
All this ice got her excited, this shit dancin' without no lights hittin' it
Bitch toxic 'cause I fucked the soul out her and I might spin her
Ridin' in a two-door coupe, I do the dash
Six hundred for my shirt, two thousand for my pants
Thumbin' through the money, broke another rubber band

Them niggas threw a ten, we just fucked up a hundred bands

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