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pretty boy blanka (ft. kay l.a.) - score|swayze lyrics

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champagne, bring champagne, yeah

and then we go and do the d*mn thang, yeah

champagne, bring champagne, yeah

and then we go and do the d*mn thang, yeah

champagne, bring champagne, yeah

and then we go and do the d*mn thang, yeah

if she ain’t tryna do the d*mn thang? yeah?

then i ain’t giving her the man thang, yeah

iced out, call me king cold, yeah

keep the minks in the freezer, yeah

you think i couldn’t be cooler? yeah?

sh*t n*gga me neither

young n*gga play the game, but it’s played close;

if you playing goddess, then i’m kratos

imma slide through like m. bison

get her in the rolls, then it’s [k o]

like em bald head like okoye

i slept on the floor then i walked in my foyer

the champagne is pink, super saiyan that rosé

i switch on a b*tch when she give me that ok

i am like no other, stone cold lover, soul brother, finago legend k!lla

cameron giles, dolph ziggler, basedgod, pink, on me, i’m for for real*uh

black airmax, black hat, gold watch, looking just like a steelah

ion’t f*ck with booster b*tches ever since they told me bout the mayor sheila

(ayeee) desert rose dope dealahs

(ayeee) world series, we’ll never win again

(ayeee) light skinned women bore me

(what?) no chance if you lighter than cinnamon

young pretty boy blanka, pull up in a truck like a tonka

undefeated larry csonka, i paint her face like she from tonga

keep the goonies on deck, if n*ggas disrespect then imma send em birdies

the game we play is h*lla dirty, you corny n*ggas don’t concern me

let’s not repeat

all this negativity we see out in the street

motions full but heart empty

don’t move simply cause sh*t ain’t sweet

ain’t simply, i got the juice

where are ya manners, please take off ya shoes

i am the one not the three not the two

why do you think that they watchin my moves

the emperor’s groove, i gotta work i got something to prove

got different n*ggas for all of my moods

i like that b*tch cause she got attitude

i might let her eat it like food

like how i ooze, i need some money

please call me usain cause no one can run me

don’t heart these n*ggas cause they actin funny

look in the mirror like f*ck it is dummy

see the game callin they want something from me

can’t blame my ex’s it’s hard not to love me

i gotta go i’m in love with the money

in love with the money like heff with the bunny

you think that you better it’s all in ya head

psychiatrists said it’s all in ya head

see i don’t take back anything that i said

you b*tches is birds, lookin for bread

champagne, bring champagne ,i

make em watch me do my d*mn thang, yeah

champagne, bring champagne, i

make em watch me do my d*mn thang, yeah

makes sense, yeah make change, yeah

then you just maintain, yeah

makes sense, yeah make change, yeah

then you just maintain, unh

young pretty boy blanka, pull up in a truck like a tonka

undefeated larry csonka, i paint her face like she from tonga

keep the goonies on deck, if n*ggas disrespect then imma send him birdies

the game we play is h*lla dirty, you corny n*ggas don’t concern me

- scoreswayze lyrics

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