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thrills - vespa lit lyrics

yeah straight file line no eh .. uh ew uh
straight file line no drill ooh yeah

lord knows i love my thrills
lord knows i love my chicks
step on my kicks i k!ll
diamond they hitting a l!ck
vespa he on spill yeah
straight file line no drill (drill)
play with the fire in the field (field)
play with the sticks in the cut
play with a dime but no deal
i don’t pay for nuts, b-tch i only pay for bills
bad-ss b-tch she sl-t, yeah you know i copped a feel
im like tyson b-tch, and all these kids like holyfield

lord knows i love my bills
lord knows i love my money
all you n-ggas super slimey, like your nose was runny
and i got that new chanel yeah
f-ck this check up by myself yeah, yeah
get to the guap and i run it
spin in the lot and i gun it
f-ck on a thot and i punt it
making that money with the mob (ooh)
mobbing while makin these hunnits
im a playboy b-tch no bunny
ooh, yeah, yeah
these b-tches not f-cking not coming
ooh this ‘choppa you know that i dump it
yeah one spit get hit
yeah we hit like l!ck on l!ck
this not red on red
but i put that b-tch on ‘benz
don’t stop red lights shawty ‘whatchu think this is ?
i got that head high shawty sativa some sh-t
and i pulled up with two thotties the b-tches was twins
and they riding kawasaki, ducati the d-ck
and she ‘wanna stay over late but i got out of it
ooh yeah

lord knows i love my thrills
lord knows i love my chicks
step on my kicks i k!ll
diamond they hitting a l!ck
vespa he on spill yeah
straight file line no drill
play with the fire in the field
play with the sticks in the cut
play with a dime but no deal
i don’t pay for nuts, b-tch i only pay for bills
bad-ss b-tch she sl-t, yeah you know i copped a feel
im like tyson b-tch, and all these kids like holyfield

yeah i put him in the dirt like i wrote his will
yeah i cruise like captain kirk b-tch you know we sail
yeah i got this big ‘ole birk and it’s not for sale
yeah you biting all my swag but it’s not for sale
yeah look at me i surf (surf)
came up from the dirt (dirt)
i got green like turf (yeah)
came up from the mud (mud)
but i’m not from earth (nope)
all my kids i burp (yeah, yeah)
diamonds on me surf (yeah, yeah)
yeah they surf (yeah, yeah)
put you on a cross like i take you down the church (yeah)
all you n-ggas super slime i can see you lurk
i can’t even ask no questions ‘cuz i shoot first (yeah yeah)
pop first (yeah yeah)
shoot first (shoot first)
diamond, birk (diamond, birk)
look at the birk (look at ‘da birk)
look at the birk (look at ‘da birk)
and i don’t pop no perk (no)

- vespa lit lyrics

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