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bugatti remix - rich $tunna lyrics

[intro: trinidad cartel ,, rich $tunna]
i come looking for you with haitians
i stay smoking on good jamaican
i f*ck b*tches from different races
rich friday
you get money they started hating
i woke up in the new bugatti
i woke up in the new bugatti
i woke up in the new bugatti
i woke up in the new bugatti
i woke up in the new bugatti

[verse 1: yung t.i]
odd future wolf gang, wolf gang pack viscous
cause i’m sitting here sipping on guinness
so i now understand why some of em had to hustle
forever i ain’t run yet and i never will
just like an animal
(cause you can’t knock the hustle)
and then along came the wrong man for her
driving around like gang bang gang gunner
that’s real sh*t, it’s bigger than rap
fly b*tch gang we did that
catch you up on places i’ve been
of the rebel gang captain
wolf gang we ain’t barking, nah
our nation have to bow, africa
hustle for money and making livings
[bridge: trinidad cartel]
i woke up in the new bugatti

[verse 2: rich $tunna]
rolling in my bugatti
k!ller stay uptown, louden va tree
word…bugatiis i just wake
up in wait uh min u ain’t got
no bugatti ok..i was playin b*tch
under pressure like scuba
divers trying to seek atlantis through
an under sea secrete passage
blaze past you in my bugatti
i’m tryna be low key
who didn’t really care to see, or give a d*mn if she
i dumped the hoe and fell asleep inside of a bugatti
and my hadukid is watch how i do them, see
by mindless rappers on how they bought a new bugatti
and my thun thun is blueand if i pop that b*tch
go f*ck fendi cassh and bugatti boy rich
in a red bugatti, lookin’ like i claim blood
entrance no charge cause we late to the club
ah f*ck it i’ll run your ass over with a bugatti
what the f*ck i look like, saying i’m sorry

[bridge: trinidad cartel]
i woke up in the new bugatti
[verse 3: young firm]
but, shorty i’m far from a saint
make you faint when i go hard in the paint
f*ck your f*cken s*x f*ck your candy
chillin’ with homies and family
don’t take more than i can get to prevent waste
plus i showed up with a coat fresher than wet paint
so here i am at the store for some chips
candy evenings, with candy stevens
look at the paint on the cart (cart)
know give me a head start
half my peers, they’re stretched for years
potions paint me mental pictures
like this rotten candy beat with biggie smalls speech
rollin with my d*o*gs i’m chiefin on some long beach
mom keep my house fully stocked with candy
who trill as me, roll two of tree

[hook: trinidad cartel]
i come looking for you with haitians
i stay smoking on good jamaican
i f*ck b*tches from different races
you get money they started hating
i woke up in the new bugatti
i woke up in the new bugatti
i woke up in the new bugatti
i woke up in the new bugatti
i woke up in the new bugatti
[verse 4: ripsi winelover]
money conversation, get so high, i be scr*pin’
got my eyes like a asian, in my ride, like i’m racin’
in the sky, like a plane, it’s gang or die
is it because when i get in
altercation with a racist they call me haitian
so both of our imaginations are creations of the f*cking situation
i don’t give a f*ck either like father, like son, i’m done
you dread me like im haitian, get the f*ck up out my face son
earth shattering bars, you’d probably think a b*tch haitian
now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation
is to be more than just a rap
musicianthe elevation of today’s generation
is it because when i get in
altercation with a racist they call me haitian

[verse 5: yung j.a.y.z]
from the conversation, but i
did not mind, because i was still getting, the information
ukrainian giving dome top
craniumass shot jeans like she
painted themt*raw hoes try to favor him
concentrating on common
statements cause voices rant on in conversation
i smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win
a lot of women from conversation could fall in love
lookin’ out, r*t*rded kids screamin’ out f*ck slob, jesus
jesus! this god*forsaken
generation! they can’t even
have a normal conversation!
you swear the b*tch was plantedmy
lyrics motivate the planetit’s similar to rhythm nation
because of you we are overly dedicated
bombed in its way conversation water act slaughter kid
let me rideuntil i get free
either way we body for money
so forget what they said and change the conversation
the world should turn as soon as my records spin

[bridge: trinidad cartel]
i woke up in the new bugatti

[verse 6: lil’ shawna]
forever i ain’t run yet and i never will
onyx and tha dogg pound, always poppin’ metal
tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them
im a chiropractor to the bottles i keep poppin em
hasheem thabeet and various other peoples
i’m sick of hearing rappers about the crackin’ bottles
i’m a d*boii, busting bottles blowing zips
but this ain’t physics or rocket science
no contact, beer bottles, and random fights
violence on my uncle, was working with two strikes
i’m a d*boii, busting bottles blowing zips
and i don’t do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

[bridge: trinidad cartel]
i woke up in the new bugatti

[verse 7: young cici]
like banana peels for heels, my spill is so legit
no role models, just whole
bottles, and you could never know it
i’m sick of hearing rappers about the crackin’ bottles
see my desire for the l*st, f*cked up what was love
d*mn, in the past, we was bongin up brisk bottles
and all we lack is communication like service sucks
order bottles, no moscato
mmg chain, lookin’ like a light show
don’t be afraid, it’s just a kiss
popping champagne bottles, lord he is
for being jealous of a brother when he rides
no contact, beer bottles, and random fights
and shoot off with vodka after whole bottles
one of the coldest to mix pro*tools with your vocals

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