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dreams - ruger j lyrics

intro: ruger j]
straight out the million dollar bas-m-nt
(yeah)
it’s ruger
(yeah)
it’s ruger
(yeah)
skrttttt
kb you a fool for this one
(yeah)

[chorus: ruger j]
welcome to dreams, i bought my new b-tch selene, she vietnamese, we met in belize, maybelline, she need a change of scene, gratefully, thankfully

[verse 1: ruger j]
(yeah) patiently, i had to wait to go get it
you p-ssy n-gg-s ain’t with it, i need the money, i need double digits, she tryna f-ck when i’m tryna kick it, i swear these b-tches in love with the pimping, yellow h-llcat it belong on the simpson’s, i’m in detroit balling like i’m a piston, beat the box up i’m the new sonny liston, thirty three shots to your back scottie pippen, after i f-ck you lil baby i’m dipping, stop the complaining and all of the tripping, smoke you like a herb, i know that you heard, a n-gg- be fly as a bird, high as a pilot, fly out the earth, start it all over, rise in birth

[chorus: ruger j]
chorus: ruger j]
welcome to dreams, i bought my new b-tch selene, she vietnamese, we met in belize, maybelline, she need a change of scene, gratefully, thankfully

[verse 2: $park]
made some green, i had to grind in a civic, critic condition for all of my critics, you can have everything soon as i’m finished, i purchased a four just to mix it like skrillex, my block in the sk!llet, i got to conceal it, everyone always -ssume you mobbed up i’m in the waist management business, my waistline louis with hammer up in it, no dish at the spot put some cameras up in it, burberry b-tton up, expensive, might buy a jag with some mammals up in it, she all in my lap cause my handles went missing, i gotta slow down grams on the michelin, i’m getting money for miles like michigan, work in the timberland, dope in the ritalin, yeah they gone hate him but never get rid of him, you talking down? we pull up and riddle him, all these pounds i bet i get rid of them, they forgot about me now i don’t remember them, i keep them k!llers riding i’ll -ssemble them, got a couple hollows for your medulla, he ain’t have the knowledge that imma shooter, make him lay it down sparking the ruger

[outro: ea5e]
kb going the f-ck in n-gg-

- ruger j lyrics

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