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datype - armani lyrics

[verse 1: armani]
no, i don’t let еm play with my b*tch, i let my choppa breathe
she takin’ off her rick owens jacket, unzip my diesel jeans
she supermodel bad, yeah, i swear that she put a magazine
and every time we step out we fly as f*ck like a movie scene (ah)
she the baddest that i ever seen (baddest that i ever seen)
said, “i love you” so don’t lie to me (don’t lie to me)
(i said i, i said i)
i said, “i love you” so don’t lie to me

[chorus: armani]
she know, it’s her last day, if she lie to me (if she lie to me)
i know, i’ma take her back if she cry to me (if she cry to me)
i know, i look high as h*ll, it don’t surprise me
and i can’t see straight, but i see her perfect body
and i’m the type of to pop off and throw these racks like it’s follies
and i’m the type to f*ck on your baby, she give it all to me
and i’m the type to get fresh to death, i need me a coffin please
and i feel like a god to these n****s, the way they copy me
[verse 2: izaya tiji]
make that hemi fly right out that jit
you said you wanted smoke, wanted that casket, you do not want that with my team
everything, i would get my girl a ring, get her a lil’ bag
and she would take ’em to [?], that ho’ a keeper, that’s why she blowin’ her strap
a reaper, why’d you just put me deeper?
i made that ho’ work, she just wanna link up
yeah, baby, die for a n***a
[?] that flame, get fried for a n***a
me and my b*tch just like kgb
i sat on her cl*t, she bust on the seat
that bittie so wet, get drowned like the reef
she love to give head, leave nut on her t**th
b*broke pockets, striker
bought a f*cking furry bag
want me to beat, ah, fight her
i just need my lighter
blow the stripes away, spilled it on my jean
you [?] like some lays
pay a hefty price for friends
pay that price for whip, how you tuck and got no peel?
how you get packs, how did you slip?
i f*cked you up, i did you in
i did her in, f*ck them good sup, i did us in

[bridge: izaya tiji & armani]
and she know (she know)
she know
[chorus: armani]
and she know, it’s her last day, if she lie to me (if she lie to me)
i know, i’ma take her back if she cry to me (if she cry to me)
i know, i look high as h*ll, it don’t surprise me
and i can’t see straight, but i see her perfect body
and i’m the type of to pop off and throw these racks like it’s follies
and i’m the type to f*ck on your baby, she give it all to me
and i’m the type to get fresh to death, i need me a coffin please
and i feel like a god to these n****s, the way they copy me

[outro: armani]
she know, it’s her last day, if she lie to me (if she lie to me)
i know, i’ma take her back if she cry to me (if she cry to me)
i know, i look high as h*ll, it don’t surprise me
and i can’t see straight, but i see her perfect body
and i’m the type of to pop off and throw these racks like it’s follies
and i’m the type to f*ck on your baby, she give it all to me
and i’m the type to get fresh to death, i need me a coffin please
and i feel like a god to these n****s, the way they copy me (yeah)

- armani lyrics

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