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alyx moncler - smokepurpp lyrics

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translition
[slimey as eva]

[intro]
they know that i’m classy
they know that i’m savage, i shoot out the wraith (wrai*wraith)
i used to trap in a honda
now i wake up and i count up a hundo
he can get bit if he talk on my brother
big body, big body, big body cullinan
told that bi’h f*ck a lil’ condom, i cum in it
talk on the gang then you know that we comin’, b*tch
yeah, yeah, yeah
(this is a slump audios exclusive)
(this is a shmoney exclusive)
(babyg is here, let’s go)
[chorus]
some of my n*ggas turned opp
f*ck it, i’m slimey as ever (yeah, yea*yeah)
some of my n*ggas turned opp
f*ck it, i’m too fresh as ever (yeah)
just hit the louis v store and i dropped thirty racks on a sweatеr (swea*sweater)
i had to lеave that lil’ b*tch alone, it was for the better (be*better)
yeah (yea*yeah), poppin’ them perky’s and xannies
when i’m on all of this, feelin’ better
rick on my jeans, rick on my shoes, they made out of leather (le*leather)
yeah, some of my n*ggas turned opp (opp, opp)
f*ck it, i’m slimey as ever
yeah (yea*yeah), some of my n*ggas turned opp
f*ck it, i’m too fresh as ever
tch, got me a pint of the wock’, pour me a eight

[verse]
no bimmer, you know that i ate
try me, the n*gga get shot in his face
she eat the d*ck up, i’m drinkin’ on lean
tell me how it taste (ta*taste)
chyeah, back of the bimmer, i count up a hundred, get thrown in the safe (safe)
f*ckin’ that b*tch and i love her but i know her ass is fake (ass is fake, fa*fake)
they know that i’m classy
they know that i’m savage, i shoot out the wraith (wrai*wraith)
i used to trap in a honda
now i wake up and i count up a hundo
he can get bit if he talk on my brother
big body, big body, big body cullinan
told that bi’h f*ck a lil’ condom, i cum in it
talk on the gang then you know that we comin’, b*tch (comin’, b*tch)
uh, i see a opp, i ain’t thinkin’ it, know i’ma squeeze (squeeze, sq*squeeze)
chyeah, she eat my d*ck on the carpet
got gucci print all on her knees
tch, got me a pint of the wock’, pour me a eight (wock’)
no bimmer, you know that i ate
no bimmer, you know that i ate
[chorus]
some of my n*ggas turned opp
f*ck it, i’m slimey as ever (as ever, ever)
some of my n*ggas turned opp
f*ck it, i’m too fresh as ever (ever, ever)
just hit the louis v store and i dropped thirty racks on a sweater (sweater)
i had to leave that lil’ b*tch alone, it was for the better
yeah (yea*yeah), poppin’ them perky’s and xannies
when i’m on all of this, feelin’ better (better, better)
rick on my jeans, rick on my shoes, they made out of leather (made out of leather)
yeah, some of my n*ggas turned opp
f*ck it, i’m slimey as ever (slimey as ever)
yeah, some of my n*ggas turned opp
f*ck it, i’m too fresh as ever (too fresh as ever)
got me a pint of the wock’, pour me a eight (eight)

- smokepurpp lyrics

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