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rod on rod - cartier rod lyrics

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f*ck it ima go in this b*tch from the top
this ain’t written this sh*t off the top
i won’t pick up the pen just the mop
n*ggas carousel spin your whole block
you ain’t sh*t but a b*tch with a glock
and this glock got a sick for the thots
i mean stick wit a clip for da opps
why you rapping it flop when u drop play dat sh*t like da baby it bop
got a dirty 30 like i’m stephen curry
too much liq in my cup now my vision blurry
give her d*ck now i leave like i’m in a hurry
oh she call me a dog now im feeling furry
oh dat b*tch got a wagon her sh*t is st*rdy
oh dat b*tch on her knees now she getting dirty
oh dat b*tch want a kiss now she feeling flirty
once i give you this p*n*s you gotta leave
baby pick up ya purse and go fix ya weave
girl i’m not yo lil n*gga that’s make believe
i be feeling to blessed b*tch i gotta sneeze
b*tch i feel like jay z b*tch i got the keys
you ain’t moving no work you ain’t pushing p’s
got a b*tch and she haitian she banging z’s
too much drip on my body like d*ck disease
make her wait for the d*ck b*tch i like to tease
n*gga you ain’t no gangster you never squeezed
you was in school getting a’s and bs
got some head in the gym that b*tch double d’d
got a b*tch and she f*ck with my come up
me and her we gon f*ck till the sun up
guess that means that she suck my lil sun up
got a lil boo today balling like i’m mudiay
f*cked a lil b*tch then i had to go and scoot away
got a lil check b*tch i’m finna cop a coupe today
sh*tting on these n*ggas i ain’t even finna p**p today
shout out reekap n*gga snapped on the beat b*tch
hoes in my room no top south beach b*tch
too much clout my phone can’t reach this
she ain’t wanna f*ck now i’m up she said rod come beat this
no i’m not ya n*gga b*tch rod can’t eat this
ion wanna f*ck you smell like seafish
now i’m just talking on the motherf*ckin beat b*tch
call me lil wade i been dropping h*lla heat b*tch
now i’m getting bread like pizza that’s deep this
stalking on my page she like n*gga why you tweet this
girl you not my wife you could never ever keep this
mad i didn’t cuff now the b*tch wanna sneak diss
(oh that’s it?)

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