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new june - cp (clubparadise) lyrics

[intro]
yeah, doubled up, shawty, yeah, i’m ballin’ for the dough
b*tches on the d*ck for the clout, yeah, you know
i been in the f*ckin’ street grindin’ hard for the dough
trapaholics
real trap sh*t

[chorus]
new june
new june, yeah
every time yo’ b*tch she see me, she do not know you
i need about a hundred xannies before a b*tch gets two
steady flexin’ in the whip, sippin’ up the goop
doubled up, shawty, yeah, i’m ballin’ for the dough
b*tches on the d*ck for the clout, yeah, you know
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
doubled up, shawty, yeah, i’m ballin’ for the dough
b*tches on the d*ck for the clout, yeah, you know
i been in the f*ckin’ street grindin’ hard for the dough
yo’ b*tch want me, oh, no
i cannot trust a soul
i cannot trust yo’ ho, that b*tch is one of my [?]

[verse 1]
and f*ck these n*ggas, though, they all be purpin’ like some hoes
they be makin’ n*ggas wanna pull up with the draco
but shawty got that dough
but you don’t want that dough
but you was [?], i really think that it’s true
and i don’t really give a f*ck about n*ggas like you
’cause you only want the clout, that’s why my crew ain’t f*ck with you
[chorus]
who is you? who is you? who is you? who is you? yeah
who is you? who is you, yeah
every time yo’ b*tch she see me, she do not know you
i need about a hundred xannies before a b*tch gets two
steady flexin’ in the whip, sippin’ up the goop
really don’t know you, really don’t know you, yeah

[verse 2]
gassin’ through
all the sh*ts you do, yeah
who you look up to?
is it me or you, yeah
f*ckin’ with the kid get you hit with the stick and move
yeah, make your own sh*t, my sh*t is not for you
yeah, yeah, ’cause i get so long to pedal
shinin’ brighter than a bezel, uh
boy, i deserve all the medals, uh
this is some sh*t that you know, uh
shooters is always on call, uh
rather be ‘head on the road, uh
pay me a check for the show, uh
n*gga, you don’t even glow
all of my n*ggas, they do
bounce back like a new porsche
check my n*ggas who i do it for
everyday my birthday
all smiles on my face
don’t care about your way
always it in my way
and it’s gonna stay that way
f*ck n*ggas, get up out the way
y’all don’t ever got sh*t to say
so first off, i’ma start by doin’ this, ayy
ayy, ball on n*ggas who ain’t believe in this, ayy
they be shootin’ shots, but i ain’t hearin’ no diss, ayy
you don’t f*ck with me, then say that sh*t to the clip, ayy
’cause i don’t got no time to be kickin’ sh*t, ayy
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah
yeah
yeah
[chorus]
who is you? who is you, yeah
every time yo’ b*tch she see me, she do not know you
i need about a hundred xannies before a b*tch gets two
steady flexin’ in the whip, sippin’ up the goop
really don’t know you, really don’t know you, yeah
doubled up, shawty, yeah, i’m ballin’ for the dough
b*tches on the d*ck for the clout, yeah, you know
been in the f*ckin’ street grindin’ hard for the dough
yo’ b*tch want me, oh, no
i cannot trust a soul
i cannot trust yo’ ho, that b*tch is one of my [?]
this is a certified hood classic

- cp clubparadise lyrics

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