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jamaican canadian - roney lyrics

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how do you want it
gooners we on it
we shooting the farthest
l*rs*n it’s right in my pocket
i turn ’em a target
park it that gun in compartments
it shoot up apartments
park bench i was on the park bench and watching for serpents
how do you want it, my gooners they on it
we tell ’em to freeze, doin’ deposits
shorty she on it she lookin’ so fleek
she suckin’ d*ck she get on her knees
we hit the strip we ain’t tryna leave
we want to get loose she f*ck wit’ the goons
want to come to the booth to live up my drеams

then we on that
and she strippin’ for that cash, shе bring it all back
you cap like ball caps
n*gga fall back
forgiatos on the frames on my h*llcat
i’m a champion wit’ my belt

i don’t wanna sit in traps again
i got a b*tch she trafficking
she wanna go to the mall and spend
she wanna do it all again
my skin look like african
jamaican canadian
she want to brag to all her friends
she want to do all the…i don’t wanna sit in traps again
i got a b*tch she trafficking
she wanna go to the mall and spend
she wanna do it all again
my skin look like african
jamaican canadian
she want to brag to all her friends
she want to do all the…
she wanna go she f*ck wit’ the gang ain’t f*ckin’ wit’ no names
i hit it for cash she bringin’ it back for do it for dolce, gabbana
she hot like a sauna, she run up them commas
doctor, send him to the doctor, hit him wit’ the llama, ouu
we surround the riders, gun beside us ‘side us
leave that boy for sirens, ridin’ up lose mileage
catch him perfect timin’ now he a pack designer
someone please remind ’em, my gang we get violent

that boy [?]
she got [?] design ’em
she want come, come find ’em, aye
she want come get dollars, aye
she get drops come find ’em
move out to the mountain
we moved to the island
that’s where you can’t find ’em

then we on that
and she strippin’ for that cash, she bring it all back
you cap like ball caps
n*gga fall back
forgiatos on the frames on my h*llcat
i’m a champion wit’ my belt

i don’t wanna sit in traps again
i got a b*tch she trafficking
she wanna go to the mall and spend
she wanna do it all again
my skin look like african
jamaican canadian
she want to brag to all her friends
she want to do all the…i don’t wanna sit in traps again
i got a b*tch she trafficking
she wanna go to the mall and spend
she wanna do it all again
my skin look like african
jamaican canadian
she want to brag to all her friends
she want to do all the…

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