rose gold stripper pole (remix) - kentheman lyrics
[intro: kentheman & 2 chainz]
(rose gold stripper pole)
ayy
ooh (island with the cash like diego)
ayy (2 chainz)
turn me up, turn me
turn me up, ayy
(bankroll got it)
[chorus: kentheman]
he can eat the box, but i still tell him we don’t label that
i should call him weezy, he be tryna see where baby at
b*tches think they really sending shots, but it be laser tag
if he run into me, cps, can’t get your baby back
[verse 1: kentheman]
and no this ain’t no “panda,” but we do stay in designer, ayy
my best friend in that prada, you know i’m balenciaga
i ain’t crazy ’bout no n*gga, i’m too crazy ’bout a dollar
and yes, i’m still a p, be selling dreams like marijuana, ayy
you can really ask about me, thesе n*gga ain’t smashin’ me
i got pretty privilegе, baby, these n*ggas ain’t taxin’ me
be mad at your baby daddy, mami, don’t be bashin’ me
you got you a bentley, n*gga, you can’t just be crashin’ me
[chorus: kentheman & 2 chainz]
he can eat the box, but i still tell him we don’t label that
i should call him weezy, he be tryna see where baby at
b*tches think they really sending shots, but it be laser tag (what’s up, ken? yeah)
if he run into me, cps, can’t get your baby back (2 chainz)
[verse 2: 2 chainz]
rose gold pp, i rock cc, put it on repeat (repeat)
i just got a suite, i’m ’bout to turn this b*tch into freaknik (turn it)
got connect like a wifi, know i’m locked in with my wifey (wifey)
laughin’ to the bank, i’ma keke, when i went to sleep, i was icy (icy)
when i woke up, i was icy (icy), gettin’ good p*ssy my vices (vices)
way shawty ride this d*ck (woo), got pulled over, where your license? (woo)
i’ma take my shot like dices, pappadeaux, eatin’ on rices (rices)
and you a cutie pie, i’ma eat all them slices, yeah
[chorus: kentheman & 2 chainz]
he can eat the box, but i still tell him we don’t label that
i should call him weezy, he be tryna see where baby at (tony)
b*tches think they really sending shots, but it be laser tag (2 chainz)
if he run into me, cps, can’t get your baby back (yeah)
[verse 3: kentheman]
i can’t be seen with no n*gga, tlc, we gotta creep
i say i only f*ck with ballers ’cause these ballers f*ck with me
you know, you know i ain’t in town, what you mean you tryna see me?
(oh, you got me something?), i mean, where you tryna meet me?
the way i got the vvs dancing, you would think i’m at the pynk
i don’t think these b*tches cubans, why they think we gotta link?
if i wasn’t smoking b*tches, would’ve still been in they league
you know i been running sh*t, i’m the sha’carri of the streets
ooh, the, ooh, the streets callin’, put it on silent
b*tches call ’em husbands, i call ’em my clients
and they couldn’t take my spot if they rent it out and buy it
your n*gga for the hoes and he say that he wanna try me, try me try me, try me
[chorus: kentheman]
he can eat the box, but i still tell him we don’t label that
i should call him weezy, he be tryna see where baby at
b*tches think they really sending shots, but it be laser tag
if he run into me, cps, can’t get your baby back
[outro: kentheman]
you can’t get your n*gga back, mmm, give me that
n*gga, playin’ with my money, it could get your cherry whacked
i don’t f*ck with rap b*tches, mmm, b*tches very wack
call me asian ’cause i really ain’t f*ckin’ with none of that
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