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wreck-it ralph - mon day (tgf) lyrics

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kosta why you smiling?

i feel like i’m ralph on the beats, the way i’m wrecking it (wreckin’ it)

yea i texted her phone, but she ain’t answer none of my messages (aah)

i’m trying to take her home and beat her p*ssy, tank davis (yeah)

dropping hit after hit, i deliver good cadence (cadence now)

i look at myself in the mirror, i know i been wilding out (wilding out)
better, keep a thick wallet if you want a bad b*tch so you crack her down

she want a, birkin purse with the leather made out of crocodile (yeah)

and if you, can’t afford it she just gone leave not even talk it out

now lil boy that’s just the real world (real world)

i swear all these women they fake, they not even real girls (nah)

they so materialistic, chasing diamond and pearls (yeah)

she want it off the shelf, but she can’t afford it herself (nah, yeah)

i said baby i’m about to be big up (i’m big up)

i told her, hit dr. miami so i can upgrade you from that c cup (double d)

she wanted a dog, i went ahead and bought her a t*cup (rrr)

and she, stay in czech told her go ahead and use the visa (yeah)

i said hold on yea wait (yeah, wait)

hey
hold on, yea wait (hey)

fourty seven shots come out the ak

been walking with my heat, but i been m*i*a
(i stay out the way)

i feel like i’m ralph on the beats, the way i’m wrecking it (wreckin’ it)

yea i texted her phone, but she ain’t answer none of my messages (naw)

i’m trying to talk her home and beat her p*ssy, tank davis (beat, beat)

dropping hit after hit, i deliver good cadence

i told lil baby i know life ain’t fair (no life ain’t fair)

you cannot keep me cause i’m too d*mn rare (oh, too d*mn rare)

some like a villain, come down to my lair (yeah, come down to my lair)

move around this world yea, without a care (yea without a care, without a care)

like baby tell me what it is

lately i been getting all the hate, feeling like i’m chris (yeah)
she want me to buy her all the things, so i took the b*tch to phipps (took the b*tch to phipps)

the money soak up her cut, and i ain’t talking about a trim

yeah, and nah don’t play about it

i was cruising to your love, and i had to reroute it (skrt)

your love be strong for me

i highly doubt it

and i been moving fearless baby, my mom ain’t raise no coward (nah, yeah)

i said hold on yeah wait (yeah, wait)

hey

hold on, yea wait (ooh)

fourty seven shots come out the ak (ooh)

been walking with my heat, but i been m*i*a
(yeah)

i feel like i’m ralph on the beats, the way i’m wrecking it (wreckin’ it)

yea i texted her phone, but she ain’t answer none of my messages (naw)

i’m trying to talk her home and beat her p*ssy, tank davis (yeah)

dropping hit after hit, i deliver good cadence

i told lil baby i know life ain’t fair (no life ain’t fair)

you cannot keep me cause i’m too d*mn rare (yeah, too d*mn rare)

some like a villain, come down to my lair (yeah, come down to my lair)

move around this world yea, without a care (ooh without a care, without a care)

- mon day tgf lyrics

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