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bacc seat - roddy ricch lyrics

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[chorus: roddy ricch]
she want celine, she want the gucci
i ride with some hundreds on me, i got the blue cheese
pull up in a jeep, i put it on 4g
i want your body, gimme slop top on the front seat
we gone f-ck for an hour then we gon’ move to the back seat
when you give me a lap dance, baby, watch for the gat, please
run it back, run it back, run it back, run it back like a track meet
bae, relax me, you ain’t gotta ask me, huh

[verse 1: roddy ricch]
g-g huh, i blew her back out
f-ckin’ that b-tch got her tappin’ out
got me bustin’ like the bustin’ the racks out
i got her ridin’ in the four door, huh
draped in designer, no polo, huh
i was in the wraith, had the white out
bought all the cars off of coco
i gotta drape you up
she got bae but she naked with us
i got diamonds, gon’ drip on the p-ssy
keep ’em in the cut
i whip a bad foreign
she know that she comin’, of course
had to throw that fat -ss in the porsche
got her face down, that -ss to the north
yeah, yeah

[chorus: roddy ricch & ty dolla $ign]
she want celine, she want the gucci
i ride with some hundreds on me, i got the blue cheese
pull up in a jeep, i put it on 4g
i want your body, gimme slop top on the front seat
we gone f-ck for an hour then we gon’ move to the back seat
when you give me a lap dance, baby, watch for the gat, please
run it back, run it back, run it back, run it back like a track meet
bae, relax me, you ain’t gotta ask me, huh (dolla $ign)

[verse 2: ty dolla $ign]
she want celine (‘line)
i’m the celine king (‘line king)
eat the p-ssy with my grill on
put it all on my bling bling (bling bling)
i call her my lil’ mama she want a balenciaga (ooh yeah)
sippin’ sake at the [?][1:43] we can’t go to benihana’s
2020, 720s
it’s a race car (car), better yet it’s a jet
tint my windows black (black), gimme toppy at the light (skrrt)
is you into that? baby, pull them panties to the side
we go rounds like some boxing sh-t (sheesh)
but i give you way more than three minute increments (three)
i spent a hundred on a ring on my pinky (ring)
she said she love me every time when i’m leavin’ (leave)
i’m a f-cking s-x symbol (sheesh)

[chorus: roddy ricch]
she want celine, she want the gucci
i ride with some hundreds on me, i got the blue cheese
pull up in a jeep, i put it on 4g
i want your body, gimme slop top on the front seat
we gone f-ck for an hour then we gon’ move to the back seat
when you give me a lap dance, baby, watch for the gat, please
run it back, run it back, run it back, run it back like a track meet
bae, relax me, you ain’t gotta ask me, huh

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