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that's a check (feat. rick ross) - future lyrics

pluto!
tell ’em i go crazy
808 mafia

bl–dy goyard that’s a check
this bad ethiopian gave me becky (i swear to god)
you see the way i talk, that’s a check (the way i talk)
this blonde ghetto broad gave me becky (blonde broad)
my crip done bought the oo-ee worth a checky
and my venezuelan yeah, gave me becky (ooooh)
credit card fraud, busting checky (oowoah)
diamonds shining all on my necklace (on my neck)

i got n-gg-s dying for this (dying for this gang sh-t)
i just wanna shine for this
ain’t gone waste no time in this (i can’t waste no time)
i done did some crimes in the streets
i told you from the jump its one thou (yeah yah yah)
i could throw that up and make a pile (yah yah yah)
i just made a bad b-tch pout (yah yah yah)
hoes catch an att-tude for this cash (woo!)
tell me what she wanna do for this bag (yah yah)
p-ssy so good girl you ain’t gotta ask (yah yah)
make n-gg-s spend a check on that -ss (yah yah yah yah)
make a n-gg- spend a check on that -ss (yah yah yah yah)

bl–dy goyard that’s a checky
this bad ethiopian gave me becky
you see the way i talk, that’s a check
this blonde ghetto broad gave me becky

i put the rollie on five-thirty in the morning (woah)
i really want it, i forgot i even bought it (woah)
bought a block and i’mma die to pay the mortgage (woah)
dead broke, you still alive it’s rigamortis (woah)
i got the choppers so don’t make me catch a body (woah)
i got the scoop, they say it shoots don’t get me started
i got the bentley coupe, g-wagon, and the porsche
a n-gg- rich, the b-tches brag on the boss sh-ts
my condolences, i heard about your losses
killing these n-gg-s, ricky ross about to floss it
i got her p-ssy popping on my triple beam
black bottles so you know we sipping lean
drinking the yellow or the red, i want the green
all leather seats, and i’m on promethazine
lamborghini’s back to back look like a car race
hundred room mansion, now i think i’m scarface (boss)

bl–dy goyard that’s a checky (yah yah yah)
this bad ethiopian gave me becky (i swear to god)
you see the way i talk, that’s a check
this blonde ghetto broad gave me becky (broad)
my crip done bought the oo-ee worth a checky
and my venezuelan yeah, gave me becky (ooooh)
credit card fraud, busting checky (oowoah)
diamonds shining all on my neck (on my neck)

all gl-ss white house, sleeping with the tuna
bad b-tch by the pool, looking like a movie
five-thirty a.m. putting all the rings on
i took your b-tch, and gave her back to ya, i’m king kong (super!)
chandeliers on the back, by the ceiling
make sure before i die my n-gg-s got a million
these b-tches chasing me like i’m a dream
i’m married to freebandz, that’s forever
i got floyd pulling up at the house on a yacht
a millionaire and i’mma have my way with these thots
pull a chopper, put a few dracos in them spots
you was coolin’ off, and i was warming up, now i’m hot
i got b-tches like new shoes they cost a lot
i got shooters gonna make the news if they pop out
too many diamonds on, they got me snowboarding
tell ya f–k the kid but ain’t got nun’ to show for it

bl–dy goyard that’s a checky
this bad ethiopian gave me becky (i swear to god)
you see the way i talk, that’s a check
this blonde ghetto broad gave me becky (broad)
my crip done bought the oo-ee worth a checky
and my venezuelan yeah, gave me becky (ooooh)
credit card fraud, busting checky (oowoah)
diamonds shining all on my necklace (on my neck)

- feat rick ross future lyrics

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