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do this all night - liveraw gbt lyrics

[hook: detroit l*o]

liveraw, that’s my life, champagne on the ice
cl!ck higher than a kite, all money in my sight
liveraw, that’s my life, champagne on the ice
cl!ck higher than a kite, all money in my sight
if you ain’t living real, living wise, then you ain’t right
gon and tell em’ they can bring another round
we can do this all night

[verse 1: mally mich]

rolling up, pouring up
i can do this all night, from sun down til’ the sun is up
throwing up, we turning up
i’m tryna f*ck all night, i’m in love with that bubble b*tt
she suck me off til’ i get off
she go to work all night, overtime just cuz i’m a boss
remember the day, that i would say
that i’m done working for the man cuz a n*gga under paid
then i realize that that n*gga couldn’t pay me enough
b*tch i ain’t no f*cking game, you can’t play me enough
smoking on some cookie, got the room hazy as f*ck
got bottega in my cup, b*tch i stay pouring up
and now i’m feeling like nothing’s impossible
going beast mode, feeling unstoppable
do this all night, boy this what i gotta do
just bought a whole pound, i got a lot to move
[hook: detroit l*o]

[verse 2: detroit l*o]

every night, bombay with the lemonade
take a sip, baby girl, don’t you be afraid
it’ll have you feeling better than that hennessy and coke
especially when it’s time for s*x, the sapphire ain’t no joke
stop hanging with the guy who stay complaining cuz he broke
cuz he looking for some sympathy, but little do he know
that it’s a lot of scratch to be made on the map
businesses get started up, printed up contracts
all the negativity, ain’t got the time for it
i just waxed may cadillac, so you can’t ignore it
my ambition and my grind, i know she adore it
that’s a turn on for her, cuz her husband ain’t maturing
and you can’t be mad at me because i came up so dramatically
subtract a goofy chick out the equation mathematically
live the raw life, ain’t no reason to be bashing me
i’m too positive for bitter b*tches, they can’t handle me
[hook: detroit l*o]

[verse 3: ishaan the rit god]

smoked the fattest wood that i could f*cking roll
i check the b*tch at the bar, cuz she looking cold
cl!ck cl!ck, from the phone, that’s my new cheese
young n*ggas blowing cookie, counting blue cheese
phones going stupid, make me wanna turn it off
yo b*tch weave cheap, tell her gone and burn it off
b*tch, picture me in a convertible
dunking on defenders with a 40 inch vertical
blowing good pack, can you smell that
i texted mally mich, told him bring some l’s back
baby girl looking good, she can hit my wood
give me top in the shower like a freak would
and then i dipped on her and hit my hood
gave her a sticker and i told her she did very good
just rolled a 3*5, blowing like the wind
my pearl sk!lls like adidas, cuz it’s top 10
[hook: detroit l*o]

- liveraw gbt lyrics

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