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ducati dreams - meyhem lauren & harry fraud lyrics

[intro: meyhem lauren]
yo
sometimes you feel so good you can’t even put it in words
you gotta just unb*tton the top five b*ttons of your shirt and let your chest do the talking
it’s real, sh*t

[chorus: meyhem lauren]
see me in the hood, son i’m doing good
you would probably ruin my style if you could
always on point, been live from the beginning
all i really know in this world is keep winning
breezing through the hood, son we doing good
you would run with our style if you could
always on point, been fly from the beginning
all my n*ggas know in this life is keep winning

[verse 1: meyhem lauren]
staying afloat with ‘ye in my coat
keep a bad bad b*tch that keep [?] in her throat
count [?] my feet rubbed with leather on
king of my own universe, i’m forever gone
brown brice on the stove, grams in the oven
life’s a bad girl and i’m her husband
[?] n*ggas on each coast, they keep toast
[?] watching thе streets gross
[?] except harry
my n*ggas [?] come back and still carry
it’s mе, the white guy and big body, we still wilding
soon as i touchdown we hitting city [?]
[chorus: meyhem lauren]
see me in the hood, son i’m doing good
you would probably ruin my style if you could
always on point, been live from the beginning
all i really know in this world is keep winning
breezing through the hood, son we doing good
you would run with our style if you could
always on point, been fly from the beginning
all my n*ggas know in this life is keep winning
(la música de harry fraud)

[verse 2: meyhem lauren]
a1 everything, i deserve that
block hot, drop top, where the curb at
hotbox, chop rock, i deserve that
new block gon’ pop, n*ggas heard that
but i ain’t worried ’bout the beef sh*t
i’m doing good, all my n*ggas down to eat quick
rollie on the wrist, why not? it’s all basic
cop a new crib [?] and then laced it
sunlights kissing my flesh i throw shades on
stay fresh, only the best, a new days gone
throw a rack on black
watch the wheel rotate and then i get that back

[verse 3: meyhem lauren]
get the cake right, shake and bake [?] then we [?]
move [?] off and on like a brake light
[?] carry on then we take flight
out of here, welcome me back when i return
take a vacay then come back, we gotta earn
where the cash at? n*gga i need that
queens til my deathbed, post where the g’s at
it ain’t all about the money son, i’m in it for the thrill
make a couple thousand feel like dexter after a k!ll
it’s laurenovitch, [?]
my n*ggas been wilding, new york since giuliani
peel off with your b*tch on my back on your ducati
it’s nothin’

- meyhem lauren harry fraud lyrics

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