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are you serious - ronrontheproducer lyrics

[verse 1: blue pesos]
i only hang with a few, b*tch, i’m exclusive (ron*ron load it up, ron*ron load it up)
for these uchies, i might bart choke medusa
when it’s time, they gettin’ jiggy on the floor, i’m with pippy
that’s not p, she’s a roller, that n*gga boyfriend pimpin’ (ron*ron do that sh*t)
a couple thousand, ayy, d, let’s go flippin’
how them n*ggas pullin’ numbers? they ain’t signed, they independent
long talks with bruce lee, a poor backdoor kicker
i’m still f*ckin’ with ling ling, but bein’ real, i want her sister
she’s a cash flow bringer, after that i’m finna kick her
talkin’ pow, in the kisser, they like, “p got a temper” (sh*t)
a ho slappеr, n*gga, don’t forget the mister
i’m a stinc tеam member, b*tch, don’t you see the whiskers?
are you excited? nah, b*tch, that’s my stiffler
kim juan or sue yung, i’m in and out, so what’s the difference?
have them doin’ somersaults in the coupe, he’s a gymnast
a hundiddy in the chop and i’m tempted

[chorus: blue pesos]
you too hollywood for n*ggas, are you serious?
you gon’ really drop a hundred, are you serious?
you gon’ really slap this b*tch up, d*mn, are you serious?
b*tch, i’m pesos, h*ll nah, i ain’t kiddin’
you too hollywood for n*ggas, are you serious?
you gon’ really drop a hundred, are you serious?
you gon’ really slap this b*tch up, d*mn, are you serious?
b*tch, i’m pesos, h*ll nah, i ain’t kiddin’
sh*t, n*gga
you too hollywood for n*ggas, are you serious? b*tch, n*gga
you gon’ really drop a hundred, are you serious?
n*gga
you too hollywood for n*ggas, are you serious?
n*gga
b*tch, i’m pesos, h*ll nah, i ain’t kiddin’
[verse 2: duffy]
he think he finna eat this hundred, is he serious?
.223s turned that n*gga to a memory
bounce out the don’, he froze up, i had him shiverin’
the truth hurts, these n*ggas hot, they can’t get rid of it
puttin’ pressure on ’em, they say we next up
n*gga, don’t pull up right next to me, you might get wet up
hit his block, i brought a stethescope, he need a checkup
i thought a nerd n*gga we ain’t never seen said somethin’
keep your head up, we see him, we gon’ shake him down
we ain’t worried ’bout no n*gga yappin’, he from out of town
who the hardest duo in this sh*t? we need some matching crowns
long live my n*gga drakeo, i know he make you proud
sh*t, ain’t no playin’ now, he lackin’, turn him to a ‘wood
d*mn, like that, duffy? did him like i came with jugg
you not a shooter, n*gga, why you put that on your hood?
i ain’t never f*cked with you, n*gga, what you mean i’m hollywood?

- ronrontheproducer lyrics

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