gators of a player - seafood sam lyrics
[intro]
if you ain’t got your winnings you can’t listen to this n*gga
i’m not gonna tell you again
[verse]
uh, look
yo
i hit the scene
cashmere sweater with the evisu jeans
money in my pocket and my belt still a shoestring
six with me that’s a few teams
dropping dope sh*t i got used to the fiends scream
leather coat with the zippers word to billie jean
sam kruger be the name how i stop a dream
no smile still showing cheese
sipping [?] tea with the lemon squeezy
my life different
i work hard and i’m naturally gifted
good taste so my thoughts expensive
move quick so they always miss him
ball fade to frontline i hear no hissing
cash to burn, caskets to earn
worrying about my next be my last concern
why hate on a n*gga when there’s cash to earn
stay smooth as ag when he relax the perm
i’m here to complete my purpose
run the world, c*walk on the moon’s surface
ac blast when the caddy be swerving
good with both rocks [?]
god know after me she was breaking the mold
cause once i get the bag imma give it and go
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