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no access - rob $tone lyrics

[verse 1 * hardini]
baby tryna play me, it ain’t work
imma mack baby, got her feelins hurt
sliding through the city, break a smoothie then i skirt
pull up on my main b*tch, then i give her ass that work
then i pull up on yo b*tch as soon as yo ass go to work
groupies love the dini, i got jubie on my shirt
keep that oothie in my jeans, in case a hater wanna lurk
brodie go pop in that boosie, i don’t needa pop no perk
wake up, tips hit my phone, i be vibin
b*tch no i ain’t gon answer, so why this hoe callin private?
i’m just tryna f*ck a bad b*tch up on a island
one hunnid with them n*ggas that i f*ck with, yall lyin
godd*mn

[chorus]
bounce, shake, all the hoes in this place
i’m throwin’ out hunnids
my drip so flexed up
got b*tches always sayin i’m extra
i threw a party in a mansion
broke b*tches ain’t gettin no access
broke n*ggas ain’t gettin no access
you ain’t a homie, you ain’t gettin no access
[verse 2 * rob $tone]
basic b*tch get out my way
can’t get a sip, this not yo drank
chrome three*eight right on my waist
for one these n*ggas tryna take my place
one more drank, i’m almost faded
if one more thot walk by my way
imma take my d*ck, put it on her face
imma take my d*ck, put it* nah i’m playin

don’t be givin out the address
this a party we ain’t puttin on snapchat
i brought some weed, she on molly, whats next b*tch?
imma leave with a thottie, no cap cap
don’t be callin tryna get the f*ckin address
this a party we ain’t puttin on snapchat
i brought some weed, she on molly, whats next b*tch?
imma leave with a body, tryna flex up
n*gga what?

- rob tone lyrics

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