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smooth talker pt. 2 - surf god lyrics

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it ain’t givenchy it’s givachy n*gga

i can tell the way you say it
never bought it either (can’t afford it)

you can tell the way i cop it
gotta dodge em people (12)

cocaine got me my first 100
trynna make it triple (i’m trynna x3)
babygirl come get a n*gga

mcqueen boots for the scene
but my b*tch is in bottega (ahh)

d*mn it’d bia b*tch
if i hit you with a k clip
(you get it)

got a whole lotta money
i might drop it to feel safer

treat the barrel like a pencil
an the kick back like erasers
(ff fa fa)
money talk
broke n*ggas ain’t got jaws
we in the deep*end
(hold on)

money fly
brokе n*ggas catching rides
surf got em sea sick (haha)

think i showеd em sum
how i’m balling every season

i’ll get roddy when i’m rich
until then i’m demi*demon
(gone)

you look lost
why she leave with me
an not you

called the plug
she seen em bring the bows
you coped a few (ha)

sh*t was cute
there’s still a missing link
a missing clue (what)
before that
she seen me serve dude
before he served you
(ha)

boss sh*t
making moves behind the curtains
(wooo)

f*cked a raw b*tch
took a line before she squirted
(white)

gotcha car flipped
on every whip
there ain’t no lurking (there he go)

yo fit don’t cost sh*t
i get styled sipping bourbon

in the z with bad b*tches
catching ass an making plays (cash)

if she a dime or better
then i’ll let ha rock my chain (icee)
this a $1000 dollar sweater
girl be careful with that drank

to be honest she can spill it
it ain’t sh*t to bust the bank (racks)

i got paper for her

paper for a n*gga if he play (go)

i can make a order
send em to olympus
to the gates

watchu waiting for
these n*ggas never thought of getting pape

watchu hating for
these n*ggas call it luck
i call it fate
(goneee)

he can’t take you to the nearest lake
let’s cross the 7 seas (wooo)

put you in some lingerie
i know you like to tease

shorty fine
ima take my time
surf in it for some hours (d*mn)

it’s crime
how she k!lling hoes
somebody call a doctor

they say seeing is believing
well let’s give they ass a show

cross the bridge for a brick
thanking god i made it home (indy)

i had tre with 36
like bring it over it’s a go

my vato don’t speak english
google translate set the tone (no cap)

lame n*ggas ain’t got motion
but he always on the phone

playing 2k with the guys
only time he switching zones
(they ain’t get it)

you been down with him for years
and that n*gga still a bum

at this point
you ain’t real
babygirl you being dumb (ha)
‘

- surf god lyrics

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