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worldwide - matt chris lyrics

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i’m going to travel the wa wa wa world
city to city i go go go go
kicking it with beautiful ga ga ga girls
chilling as the liqs start to flow flow flow flow
under lights and headlining sh sh sh shows
living dreams and stacking my da da da dough
shine like diamonds and pa pa pa pearls
black diamond hoe you know we glow glow glow glow

verse 1
cool crispy
h-lla hoes digg me
style they bit me
i took their bitties
furthest from iffy
known to get busy
shut down your city
baddest girls with me
bottles buckets of ice tipsy
models nuggets i’m nice feel me
shorty in my face ain’t got to grill me
and hatas thought i was losing really
sparkles to much can you make sure they miss me
chicks hit me
tell me they miss me
when you get big don’t you ever forget me
i tell them your good been the same since you met me
shades always on cause i squint to bright lights
eaze touchdown shut down the night life
everythings good baby girl if times right
blow crazy racks in a night i just might

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verse 2
straight swagging
them boys is acting
laughing when it comes to paper stacking
twentyfiveeight black diamond flagging
know you can’t beat us join the bandwagon
f-ck leroy i’m the last dragon
from track snapping
yea we taxing
regular sh-t like camera flashing
chicks lined up when i touch down traveling
come up north and they end up gagging
leaving their man like ease what happened
bullseye like i’m target practicing
like babe ruth when it comes to batting
out of the park get smart
break hearts
bottles no flames though lens be dark
in rain hydroplane she’s seeing sparks
manuever the benz like i’m in a go cart

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verse 3
fresh flawless
in your city no tourist
touchdown got pretty bitties waiting for us
blossom in this b-tch never been a florist
doe enormous
got grants call me horace
every night victory symbolize warriors
you not entertain you not entertain
pipe games insane girl life games the same
nights on the train only right private planes
fly before fame hot as h-ll when i came
ain’t cool off yet
i’m good for more bets
mad shots left got six sets on deck
course they wet
no talking no pep
head of my time pops wasn’t born yet
from benz to jets fly over the rest
flyer than the rest
n-gga we the best
hoes more doe no telling what’s next

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- matt chris lyrics

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