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cheescake demo - onecastell lyrics

too hot, too late, latte cold, cheescake
that’ll be all now, 4.90 next please
welcome to the club, we poppin some b*tches
sit your ass down, or you’ll walk with some stitches
mark is the hoodlum and mike is the prada
f*ck with our bangers you ought to get nada
you thought i was feelin? c’mon i was playin
say “i love you” to b*tches and they was belivin’
all of the louis, all of the prada
wore them all fakes and still rocked them harder
all time happy, money no problem
bands in our bags, needed louis too hold’em
took the toyota, went to corolla
got me a lexus, and traded for rover
too many cars, my life turned excentric
forgot the locations, said “hol’up” like kendrick
dolar for traded, gotta get shaded
glasses from gucci and all of’em faded
euro for dolar, bout to jump higher
b*tch show me tits and i tell’em it’s fire
accounts on my name, for me is just numbers
party my house, you call that sh*t slumber
ridin’ my d*ck, you gotta go harder
get that sh*t off, fore’ i call me a hooker
shake for me shawty
you get the rollie
gotta take a sh*t
now move for me slowly

here’s your recepit
on to the next
move from my face
or you get to rest

words of my widsom
too much don’t listen
open your eyes and read the description
f*ck with the lyrics
you bout’ to get smarter
welcome to the good life
we bout’ to get started

now listen to west, cause he is the best
flashed a few lights, now he moving less
listen to jay, got no more to say
99 songs, and all of’em great
now listen to pg they moving so freaky
“family ties” i repeat that sh*t daily
crocs like i’m cole, fillin’ every hole
b*tches got love for me, never sell my soul
catch me a soufflé, eat’em like bublé
“say it right” nelly, i love when she loose it
spreading her asscheeks, eating like a toothpick
i love me to have her lips and her lipstick
pick a poison, chose me some problems
give me them all, and i’m still gonna solv’em
this sh*t amazing, i’m always repeating
lifestyle so hard you must think i be cheating
jealousy, envy, rolex to bentley
gotta few watches, and all of’em plenty
ranges to rover, he’s my brother
jump at the concert, we bout to turn over
breathless repeat, next song get lit
“money trees” playing now we hype in this b*tch
jump so high, style so fly
pidgeon is the name, from n to the y

- onecastell lyrics

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