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Paroles de la chanson 2MuchFronto par Smino
(Yeah, right)
Ooh-woo
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Just re-up my product, product (Uh)
Bought lil' baby some brand new Prada (Yeah)
South St. Louis, she my momma
Surprise with sugar, she just tryna flex the
Flexed up, one on one with the bitch like dollar
Cup dark like Mahershala
Lotta you wanna love
Drinkin' 1-800, hope my baby make my hotline bling (Bling)
Always 1-800, make you wanna blocka-blocka
Drinkin' 1-800, hope my baby make my hotline bling (Bling)
Ooh-woo
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Just re-up my product, product (Uh)
Bought lil' baby some brand new Prada (Yeah)
South St. Louis, she my momma
Surprise with sugar, she just tryna flex the
Flexed up, one on one with the bitch like dollar
Cup dark like Mahershala
Lotta you wanna love
Drinkin' 1-800, hope my baby make my hotline bling (Bling)
Always 1-800, make you wanna blocka-blocka
Drinkin' 1-800, hope my baby make my hotline bling (Bling)
Always 1-800, make you wanna blocka-blocka (Damn)
Drinkin' 1-800, hope my baby make my hotline bling (Bling)
Always 1-800, make you wanna blocka-blocka
Brand new watch, Barack-a, presidential
Periwinkle go purple in my Fanta, Fanta
Damn, too much Fanta, lil' Bari said too much Fanta (Uh)
I don't beef on carne asada (Nah)
I don't beat that corn on the cob up (Nah)
Dick like a pistol, never a problem
She callin' me-me-me, big poppa
Came from the Northside, diamond upped water, woo
So, you learn, the game's a game (Yeah)
Yeah, fame is fame (Yeah), bitch, you're lame, you're lame (Yeah)
Took your bitch to P.F Chang's
Drinkin' 1-800, hope my baby make my hotline bling (Bling)
Always 1-800, make you wanna blocka-blocka
Brand new watch, Barack-a, presidential
Periwinkle go purple in my Fanta, Fanta
Damn, too much Fanta, lil' Bari said too much Fanta (Uh)
I don't beef on carne asada (Nah)
I don't beat that corn on the cob up (Nah)
Dick like a pistol, never a problem
She callin' me-me-me, big poppa
Came from the Northside, diamond upped water, woo
So, you learn, the game's a game (Yeah)
Yeah, fame is fame (Yeah), bitch, you're lame, you're lame (Yeah)
Took your bitch to P.F Chang's
Quick to drip like P.F. Fly, shit
Got up with stash it up-up-up-up
(Aye, nigga
I was just playin' my mama the album
She already decided you, you her new favorite rapper
Crazy
Them folks from HBO hit me too
They wanna use some of the new music
I told 'em, "Cut that motherfuckin' juicy")
Got up with stash it up-up-up-up
(Aye, nigga
I was just playin' my mama the album
She already decided you, you her new favorite rapper
Crazy
Them folks from HBO hit me too
They wanna use some of the new music
I told 'em, "Cut that motherfuckin' juicy")
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