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wedding at pf changs - liveraw gbt lyrics

wedding at pf changs lyrics
[verse 1: ishaan the rit god]

walking in the ring, drinking liquor like steve austin
catch the jeweler playing with them nuggets like ty lawson
balling, got me scoring touchdowns like i’m chad johnson
haters asking questions like reporters at a press conference
i hate n*ggas like i’m donald sterling, ball like donald trump
grind like tony hawk, now my pockets fat like sherman klump
my whole team, we like popeyes chicken, known for being crispy
i been playing with the same team, call me dirk nowitzki
running plays, setting up my team like a quarter back
you had lettuce, then went out of business, b*tch you farmer jack
if you talk too much, you getting tackled like a football drill
buy patron, then i break the glass i’m shaquille o’neal
check my pockets, b*tch it’s money in it like a birthday card
the jeweler got a n*gga watch dancing like stomp the yard
blow the best weed, kush loud like conference speakers
smashed and gave her ass a sticker like a kindergarten teacher

[hook: ishaan the rit god]

i been taking shots from ray allen range
grinding for a future and a icey chain
call us ea sports, cuz we in the game
i’m gone have my wedding up at pf changs
i been taking shots from ray allen range
grinding for a future and a icey chain
call us ea sports, cuz we in the game
i’m gone have my wedding up at pf changs
[verse 2: jackpot]

n*gga, i don’t like the hook, i am not kareem
they call me jackpot b*tch i got money like a slot machine
5 figures to my bank account, b*tch that’s my deposit
girl, i’m always shining the sun a outfit in my closet
jugging shooting moves, i gotta keep shaking
wanna shoot but you can’t take it, we call it pump faking
you always talking sh*t, i don’t give not two f*cks
all white tux, got me feeling like the ku klux
you better lay down, n*gga fore you stay down
making all my rounds, downtown at the greyhound
i got the hoes screaming for me like i’m bruno mars
i stack the pros up n*gga just like uno cards
and all the hoes know that i’m a fool dog
b*tch i see green everyday, like a motherf*cking pool hall
and since i’m in a ghost, i think they seeing thangs
b*tch imma have my wedding straight up at the pf changs

[hook: ishaan the rit god]

i think these n*ggas broke ways need a fixing
when i die, imma still be balling like the 6th man
he mad cuz his girl at pf changs with this fellow
call him roberson kelly, cuz now he like i spy on l*o
my money growing, you can call that sh*t a cake farm
n*ggas call my name and i pop up like state farm
riding down fenkell, just remembering the hood times
then we bout to take a trip to florida for good times
in that old school, girls staring while i do the parking
eating pf changs with a chick that look like kelly clarkson
arizona popping, popping bottles, popping super models
popping tags, head to pf changs, pop her if she follow
coordinated cash runs, it matters where i went first
need cash now like jg wentworth
walking out the spot with a loaf, that’s a bread basket
haters only ball with a paper ball and waste basket

[hook: ishaan the rit god]

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