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too stylish - lil darius & tay keith lyrics

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[intro]
(you gotta f*ckin feel this sh*t, boy)
(banbwoi)

[chorus]
n*ggas acting like they getting money, but i know they not (not)
mia b*tch sucking d*ck with her titties out (drip)
580 benz, drive that b*tch like a h*llcat (skrrt)
f*cked her so good, she done went and got my name tatted
i don’t f*ck with new n*ggas, they way too slimy (slatt)
lv sneaks, i paid two thousand (thousand)
poured up a deuce in my minute maid, i’m drowsy (drowsy)
amiri jeans fiend, i’m way too stylish (stylish)

[verse 1]
ca with the red velvet seats (velvet seats)
neighborhood, i’m the hero like i’m playing with the heat
i’m getting hoes sh*t sweet, this b*tch bad to the t (t)
i pull up trackhawk, she say this fast for a jeep (skrrt)
i bought moncler jacket, put my b*tches in mink (mink)
fresh as h*ll, i pull up dripping like the sink (sink)
new chanel, all black shoes, double c (c)
celine, i just paid four*hundred for a tee (four)
scale breaker, i’m breaking them down (i’m breaking them down)
catch a vibe, take a trip to the yams (i take a trip to the yams)
ocean drive, back*to*back in some lambs (skrrt)
i was tryna sell bags, i ain’t scam (i ain’t scammin’)
i was tryna get rich off of grams (off of them grams)
say they friends, well, i’m taking ’em down (i’m taking ’em down)
free the bro down the road in the jam (it’s free the bros)
if they say they getting pape’, they lyin’ (cap)
[chorus]
n*ggas acting like they getting money, but i know they not (not)
mia b*tch sucking d*ck with her titties out (drip)
580 benz, drive that b*tch like a h*llcat (skrrt)
f*cked her so good, she done went and got my name tatted
i don’t f*ck with new n*ggas, they way too slimy (slatt)
lv sneaks, i paid two thousand (thousand)
poured up a deuce in my minute maid, i’m drowsy (drowsy)
amiri jeans fiend, i’m way too stylish (stylish)

[verse 2]
if she wondering, i’m a trick, you know it (you know it)
i go shop every time i get bored (bored)
in my city, they know we them boys (boys)
shoot my shot at a b*tch if she goin’ (goin’)
this my money, i know what i’m doing
out the streets, but i still be in tune (tune)
on my way to the top, so make room (room)
police watching, i don’t snitch in my songs (no way)
free slatt, can’t get hit up with a rico (rico)
junkies knocking, i be watching through the peephole (peephole)
i just f*ck and go ghost i don’t keep hoes (keep hoes)
i got too much at stake like a t*bone (t*bone)
i been turnt since lil wayne was my ringtone (my ringtone)
drop a diss, head gone, frrt, bing bong (bah)
b*tch head real good, she got a brain on her (brain on her)
still the same from the trenches, i don’t change on ’em
[chorus]
n*ggas acting like they getting money, but i know they not (not)
mia b*tch sucking d*ck with her titties out (drip)
580 benz, drive that b*tch like a h*llcat (skrrt)
f*cked her so good, she done went and got my name tatted
i don’t f*ck with new n*ggas, they way too slimy (slatt)
lv sneaks, i paid two thousand (thousand)
poured up a deuce in my minute maid, i’m drowsy (drowsy)
amiri jeans fiend, i’m way too stylish (stylish)

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