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cranberry - cilo lyrics

[intro]
nah this big boy talk man, this champion talk man
stop this

[verse 1]
yeah, aye
running the bag up, f*cking a b*tch
pull up the [?]
feel like i’m martin, feel like a martian
feel like i’m walking on water she tell me i’m jesus when i’m in apartments
collect the [?] with almar all on my wrist, 10k [?] my b*tch
tell her i love her when she in the twist, i drive, i’m humming when i’m in the hills
i’m in the hummer 2006, i used to slum in when i was a kid
i had to run it up, started with [?], i just been bussing they know that i want it
i took a bus now i win a bugatti, i’d rather bless her when i’m in her stomach
i put a body on top of a body, we out of here i’m leaving the mothеrf*cking earth (b*tch!)
i don’t do sh*t for a hobby, you wait in the lobby and pay for my motherf*cking versе (b*tch!)
they should’ve gave me an audi, i got me an audience screaming and f*cking the audio up
i used to dream about it now i got it, the demon i pull up, i’m popping the trunk
pull up and hop out, f*ck is you talking about? call ’em, uh
have them walk you out, have them stomp you out, have them crop you out
ain’t no pictures with me, f*cking up my image, mask on when you see me
got me [?]

[chorus]
i got the juice man, i got the cranberry
dropping the roof man, even though its january
i got the proof man, all of your boof
dropping the roof man, 102
i got the juice man, i got the cranberry
dropping the roof man, even though its january
i got the proof man, all of your boof
dropping the roof man, 102, yeah, aye
[verse 2]
yeah aye
running the bag up, f*cking a bad b*tch, i don’t do sax fifth
i’m in the stash, hundred on top of the tags, i’m on my cash sh*t
they pull the carpets, pull up and park it
so many whips, i’m riding 106 my b*tch is car sick
gotta move with caution, see me and get star*struck
stars in the ceiling just to take her out to starbucks
she wanna get her stars up, pimping like i’m [?]
[?] just posted, west and i’m posted
this bread get you toasted, peel off i’m ‘pposed to
right overdose it, this sh*t go postal
rapping like i’m top five, f*ck what they told you
los is the waviest, flow is your favorite, i got the craziest crib i don’t babysit
sh*t this is vvs diamonds, i’m shining from los angeles to long island
go blind when we smile, like

- cilo lyrics

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