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Paroles de la chanson Reddy par Robb Bank$

You know what I'm sayin'
Big drippin' it, uh, uh
You diggin' it, uh, uh
Aye, uh, uh
Diamonds big set, Richard
Uh, if you didn't know, uh, uh, yuh
Silly goose, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, let's get it
Uh, uh, you dig, you dig
You dig, let's get it
Uh, uh, SSET, uh, uh
Uh, uh, you dig, you dig
Uh, uh, uh, uh

Tell me, is you ready (yuh), ready, ready (yuh)
Say, "Zaddy, I'm ready" (uh), ready, ready, ready (yuh)
That pussy wet, it break the levy (uh), levy, levy
And I had to ice the presi, presi (you dig), dig, dig it (woo, woo, woo, woo)

Road to riches (yuh), road to riches, lock down other bitches (rah)
On a mission (yuh), Scottie Pippen, got her mouth drippin' (let's go)
I ain't in it, I'm in Fendi, put dick in her kidney (swear)
Oh yeah, really (tuh), can't see the peasants, Chronicles of Riddick

Take your clothes off, drop it to the floor, bitch (yuh, yuh, yuh)
White and a black one, I'ma make a sandwich (on God)
Lights, camera, action, I'ma shoot the whole clip (uh, uh, uh)
She know my faction, she a Divergent (uh, uh, uh)
Get in your bag then pop that (uh), see my drip, my swag, don't drop that (uh, uh)
Got the Dream Mode tags, I rock that (uh, uh, SSET), told that bitch vogue (rah)
You a runway model, walk that (yuh), you ain't got no time to look back (uh, uh)
Takin' that designer bookbag (uh, uh), it's a fashion show (yuh)

Tell me, is you ready (yuh), ready, ready (yuh)
Say, "Zaddy, I'm ready" (uh), ready, ready, ready (yuh)
That pussy wet, it break the levy (uh), levy, levy
And I had to ice the presi, presi (you dig), dig, dig it (woo, woo, woo, woo)

Road to riches, road to riches, on the road
Road to riches, road to riches, on the road
Road to riches, road to riches, on the road
Road to riches, road to riches, on the ro-o-oad (uh)

Higher than a ceiling fan, you know who I am (yuh)
And we sticked up like the Taliban, shoot him in his hand (gah)
And I got a bitch, came in from Pakistan, bomb her when she land (tuh, tuh)
Hands around your neck, you losin' oxygen, I fuck you 'til you dead, uh
Two twins (yuh), Nurse Joy, both Nurse Joy
Aventador (swear), suicide, Hannah Baker door (huh)
36 (yuh), 24, bitch drive a rental car (let's go)
I like the whore, when in Singapore with my realtor
I put red bottoms on my waifus, I ain't red bottoms, no baboons
I'm VHS, I like you (uh), green hearts on you, I had to
Gotta get that pussy to me (uh), baby, it was past due (uh, uh, uh)
I don't think you ready for your blessing, gotta ask you

Tell me, is you ready (yuh), ready, ready (yuh)
Say, "Zaddy, I'm ready" (uh), ready, ready, ready (yuh)
That pussy wet, it break the levy (uh), levy, levy
And I had to ice the presi, presi (you dig), dig, dig it (woo, woo, woo, woo)

Road to riches, road to riches, on the road
Road to riches, road to riches, on the road
Road to riches, road to riches, on the road
Road to riches, road to riches, on the ro-o-oad

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