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[chorus: casino]
my top drop [?] just a two door
i lift it up, make it [?] that’s a photo
engen in the [?], that’s a [?]
half a mill on my ride, the b*tches wanna get in
she wanna ride
your b*tch wanna get in
she wanna ride
your b*tch wanna get in
she wanna ride
i got a chauffeur for [?] so i don’t drive

[verse 1: casino]
you say you out there [?] a n*gga
i come through [?]
this roley on my wrist
this b*tch hit
i’m laying backseat in that ghost, i don’t drive
all my windows tinted, you tryna see who inside
got your ho in this b*tch, she wanna ride
i ain’t need xzibit, i done pimped all my rides
west coast, 64 strap when i ride
bumping kendrick lamar, b*tch, don’t k!ll my vibe
[?] cuts, i just restored it
i spent a hundred bands in it, you can’t aford it
this [?] i’m just a night ride
200 on the dash, i sware [?]
[chorus: casino]
my top drop [?] just a two door
i lift it up, make it [?] that’s a photo
engen in the [?], that’s a [?]
half a mill on my ride, the b*tches wanna get in
she wanna ride
your b*tch wanna get in
she wanna ride
your b*tch wanna get in
she wanna ride
i got a chauffeur for [?] so i don’t drive

[verse 2: quicktrip]
[?] that’s a foreign
b*tch, i’m in the backseat, he chauffeuring
big bankrolls on me, you couldn’t record it
and i’m in the big mansion, you couldn’t aford it
i pop sh*t, i [?] sh*t
i’m mr. show up
the dope prices went down, you know i glo up
took a 60 to a 90, n*gga, we call it blow up
got that b*tch sucking d*ck, n*gga, hope she don’t throw up
got the 40 cal on me, n*gga, don’t make me show up
pull up in something nasty, n*gga, you know the doors up
a lambo spent a hundred bands, you can’t touch sh*t
it’s quicktrip and freebandz, you heard the chorus
[chorus: casino]
my top drop [?] just a two door
i lift it up, make it [?] that’s a photo
engen in the [?], that’s a [?]
half a mill on my ride, the b*tches wanna get in
she wanna ride
your b*tch wanna get in
she wanna ride
your b*tch wanna get in
she wanna ride
i got a chauffeur for [?] so i don’t drive

[verse 3: casino]
i hit the dealership, dropped a bag on an astin
put them forgis on it, [?] it’s nasty
i got your b*tch behind the tint, she getting nasty
my diamonds [?] through the glass, them b*tches dancing
nighttime, getting chauffeured, i don’t drive
that ghost bulletproof, you can’t shoot inside
[?] right beside me in that rari, he k!lling sh*t
ask any ho, any city, i k!lled that b*tch
big truck sitting tall, i’m running over sh*t
[?] on it, and [?]
my k!llers riding foreigns cars, and they gunning
my ho [?] n*gga, we out here stunting
[chorus: casino]
my top drop [?] just a two door
i lift it up, make it [?] that’s a photo
engen in the [?], that’s a [?]
half a mill on my ride, the b*tches wanna get in
she wanna ride
your b*tch wanna get in
she wanna ride
your b*tch wanna get in
she wanna ride
i got a chauffeur for [?] so i don’t drive

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