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make a movie - philthy rich lyrics

[verse 1: philthy rich]
i say two shows in one night, f*cked two hoes in one night
a four ounce, three condems, two blunts and one sprite
yeah, i f*ck with inglewood, shout out my n*gga ice b
shout out my n*gga a.p., he got coco from ice t
riding round in that astin, these forgiatos, stop asking
yeah, this a six speed, just sit back and roll my weed
three stacks on these red bottoms, might pull up on your bottom
call you up a lil later, n*gga, and let you know that the kid got them
no, i ain’t no pimp rapper
i rap and i pimp
got this broke n*gga mad, ’cause he can’t rap and he ain’t a pimp
he wanna be just like me, he called me up for a feature
but he ain’t have his money right, i guess he ain’t having no monеy, right?
it’s philthy

[verse 2: yg]
yg 400!
i don’t care what you know, n*gga, you don’t know me
i take your b*tch and makе a movie with her, like she angelina jolie
she ’bout her cash and her cheese, i bet i smash her for free
it’s like [?] in that p*ssy, how she pass it to me
ok, i [?] a b*tch, and then i f*ck her on the same night
give her that [?] d*ck, be on the same flight
b*tch [?] b*tch better get right
she keep asking for the d*ck, b*tch, sit tight
she on me, yeah she want me
so she pulling down my zipper
if the homies come around, we [?]
i go hard on these hoes, [?] i’m a sinner
met this b*tch off of twitter, [?] was in denver
ate her like she was dinner, then i bounced on that b*tch throat
no h0m*, n*ggas on that sisco
i’m too cool for you dudes, you n*ggas foo foos
take your b*tch and make a movie, and put it on youtube
[verse 3: i*rocc]
[?] on my line, she [?] sh*t up out of me
stalking a n*gga, just tryna get some d*ck outa me
a hundred different hoes, doing the same thing
but baby got a buzz, been hearing her name ring
give her the game clean, now the broad scared of me
turn the camera on, and f*ck a ron jairimy
blow her back out, doing dammage like it’s ten of me
now lil mama gotta [?]
big screen dreams, won’t make it to motion pictures
if you got a lil [?] then i ain’t f*cking with you b*tches
[?] get them to the crib, got them off coke
if you [?] final cut pro
left hand on my camera, other on my [?]
bust that thang open, she tryna get the starring role
make her go to work, dope d*ck shawty
why that n*gga hating? bet his ho b*tch know me
gon’ ask him

[verse 4: erin mckeown]
man, i sware to god
these b*tches on my bumper
she wanting me to f*ck her
i ain’t even got her number
i met the b*tch last summer
i was sitting in the hummer
smoking on some [?] og
that’s my favorite kind of weed
know a n*gga on one
na, girl, i’m on two
pop another pill, and call your other homegirl through
man, that b*tch is bad
i sware that b*tch is bad
tryna [?] tell her pull up to my pad
that n*gga gon’ be mad
because we gon’ do the d*mn [?]
we gon’ [?] in the kitchen
then we going to the room
[?] boom
[?] shawty
why that n*gga hating?
bet his ho b*tch know me
i’m talking ’bout

- philthy rich lyrics

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