Paroles de la chanson Almighty Tune par Lucki
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Paroles de la chanson Almighty Tune par Lucki
Ayy, ayy, I got different
Buyin' the same (I'm not no lame though, shoutout to Samsson)
Ayy, I got different hoes, buyin' the same clothes
Marni, Marni, Louis, she grew up in rainbow, ayy
Feelings in the cup, but I'm all out of pain though
Super Range Rove', SVR exact
Two-hundred on this bitch, the dashboard look like a mat
Now I'ma drown my money, mix it in and make it back
Superstar bitch, at least the looks, but not yet
Look the part for sure, I got four hundred for shows
Buyin' the same (I'm not no lame though, shoutout to Samsson)
Ayy, I got different hoes, buyin' the same clothes
Marni, Marni, Louis, she grew up in rainbow, ayy
Feelings in the cup, but I'm all out of pain though
Super Range Rove', SVR exact
Two-hundred on this bitch, the dashboard look like a mat
Now I'ma drown my money, mix it in and make it back
Superstar bitch, at least the looks, but not yet
Look the part for sure, I got four hundred for shows
I got a Rolex worth of lean, not for sale, not for show
Wasn't for the hustle, you wouldn't even love it, I just wanna end my show
I'm a young hot nigga, I don't got a budget and all my kids get what they want
We locked in but I don't love her, but I know shawty love me more
EFG know dead waste, think I forgot how red taste
I was just fucked up with a dream, this shit bigger than fed cases
I'm first up 'cause I'm dead waitin'
Better go hard, or you better go home
I miss home, but never sick
I'm still geeked up without pills, I forgot what my number is
Haha, no bap, like, really
Haha, ayy
Wasn't for the hustle, you wouldn't even love it, I just wanna end my show
I'm a young hot nigga, I don't got a budget and all my kids get what they want
We locked in but I don't love her, but I know shawty love me more
EFG know dead waste, think I forgot how red taste
I was just fucked up with a dream, this shit bigger than fed cases
I'm first up 'cause I'm dead waitin'
Better go hard, or you better go home
I miss home, but never sick
I'm still geeked up without pills, I forgot what my number is
Haha, no bap, like, really
Haha, ayy
Ayy, I got different hoes, buyin' the same clothes
Marni, Marni, Louis, she grew up in uh
Ayy, I got different hoes, buyin' the same clothes
Marni, Marni, Louis, she grew up in rainbow
Feelings in the cup, but I'm all out of pain though, ayy, hm
I got different
Buyin' the same
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