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ain't enuff - valee lyrics

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[intro]
rio

[hook]
i took the og and rolled it up
i took the codeine and poured it up
a two door coupe is all i start up
got my lil boo all designer’d up
i sip the lean ’til it ain’t enough
i smoke og ’til it ain’t none left
a two door coupe is all i start up
got my lil boo all designer’d up

[verse 1]
margielas, boo, cost a thousand bucks (a thousand bucks)
too much seafood, i had slow it up (had slow it up)
too many racks, i can’t fold it up (can’t fold it up)
bought some raf simonds and f-cked them up (f-cked them up)
my partner’nem be stretchin’ dope (be stretchin’ dope)
bought that saks fifth and bought a peacoat (bought a peacoat)
all white, -ss-ssin, ain’t got no [?] (ain’t got no [?])
white ho credit score said 94 (said 94)
this b-tch i’m with don’t want no one else (don’t want no one else)
she bring the guap back all by herself (all by herself)
i’m rockin’ balmain without a belt (without a belt)
i sip the lean before the ice melt (‘fore the ice melt)

[hook]
i took the og and rolled it up
i took the codeine and poured it up
a two door coupe is all i start up
got my lil boo all designer’d up
i sip the lean ’til it ain’t enough
i smoke og ’til it ain’t none left
a two door coupe is all i start up
got my lil boo all designer’d up

[verse 2]
b-tch think she know me, but she do not
call me ’bout nothin’ and you get blocked
i’m smokin’ og, it from the docks
got one up top in that plastic glock
my b-tch gon’ shoot if i tell her to
look at my shoe and they christian loubs
me and your b-tch do what you don’t do
made her come out the lingerie too
i sell a qp and it still wet
i’m shoppin’ gucci, ain’t got my pet
just took the hundreds and f-cked them up
took all the 50s and put them up

[hook]
i took the og and rolled it up
i took the codeine and poured it up
a two door coupe is all i start up
got my lil boo all designer’d up
i sip the lean ’til it ain’t enough
i smoke og ’til it ain’t none left
a two door coupe is all i start up
got my lil boo all designer’d up

[verse 3]
bad b-tch a model, she like to dance
she like to do that sh-t with no hands
[?] that’s in my cup
i’m gettin’ my auto cleaned by a club
when my b-tch trippin’, she wanna f-ck
i got some hoes and they tryna f-ck
i got the toolie, yeah, try your luck
she told me that molly be tastin’ yuck

[hook]
i sip the lean ’til it ain’t enough
i smoke og ’til it ain’t none left
a two door coupe is all i start up
got my lil boo all designer’d up

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