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who woulda thought - crash rarri lyrics

[intro]
ghetto greatness

[chorus: crash rarri]
who would’ve thought
didn’t have nothing, now i got something, now i’m a boss
who would’ve thought
now you gotta spend a ticket to kick it, i know my cost
who would’ve thought
now my b-tch got a body like nicki
every time that she takin’ it off
now my whip got a stick and it’s shiftin’
every time i tell them n-gg-s to park
now i sip, gotta get a lil’ twisted
every time we be mixin’ the dark
every b-tch gotta come with balencis
i can’t f-ck you, i don’t know who you are
every check that i get is realistic
f-ck them n-gg-s, they ain’t clutchin’ at all
i’m the hottest n-gg- came from my city
f-ck them n-gg-s, i’m as hot as a car

[verse 1: crash rarri]
i been road runnin’, i been on something
f-ck them n-gg-s, they don’t show nothin’
i been upcoming, i been pole clutching
shoot a n-gg- at his own function
n-gg-s think i’m playin’ but they on nothing
chopper dancin’ like it’s homecoming
if he say something then the chrome coming
never scared like it’s bonecrusher
who these n-gg-s ’round me? who you see around me?
got the c’s around me, couple b’s ’round me
all these g’s ’round me, .223’s ’round me
hit your body, make you hit the rich homie
movie clips on me
so tall that they have to lean on me
got the nicks on me
b-tch, i’m ballin’ like i got a brick on me
got a lick on me
two times while another b-tch on me
never switch on me
if you in it then you in it ’til you six feet
got the fish on me
whip it out the bowl ’til the n-gg- od

[verse 2: gelati zoe]
kickin’ sh-t up in the penthouse, f-ckin’ on barbies
double cup, sippin’ on barney
my plug the grower, he shippin’ the harvest
call up lil rarri, we might do the dash in a ‘rari
i used to spend all of my money in full
i can now shop at neiman marcus (designer)
you ain’t a sorry -ss boy, you know you a target
i swerve on your couch just to kick it
this foreign i’m in, it ain’t rented
broke boys down talk, who would’ve thought?
yeah, i made myself a boss
insomniac team in the building, who in your party?
dope boy outside the club, i’m still double parking
b-tch, i’m a real go-getter, i know what it take
i used to have nothing but now i got benjamins all in the safe
it used to be hard to re-up but now i bust bricks on the plate
ride eight-seven, boy, you just in the way

- crash rarri lyrics

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