Mr.
Sandré
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Two tone AP drippin on my wrist, yeah Coupe gon’ spaceship, bitches gettin pissed, yeah Who gon’ day trip, whippin up a mixture You know they sip, molly with the mister Two tone AP drippin on my wrist, yeah Coupe gon’ spaceship, bitches gettin pissed, yeah Who gon’ day trip, whippin up a mixture You know they sip, molly with the mister I'm sippin molly with the mister Now im really trippin with the whispers Now im really spinnin like a twister I'm living Bali in the winter Now im really whippin with the drifters Now im really fuckin with a hipster Ice on my neck, feelin really cold like winter All the baguettes, they be linkin up like tinder I get my check, I be drownin out my liver Nice triple sec, keepin it cold so I shiver My ego is under attack, I need a trip, buy me some drip, She in the back doin crack She gettin an panic attack, cruise in my whip, look like a ship, swim in the sea to relax Two tone AP drippin on my wrist, yeah Coupe gon’ spaceship, bitches gettin pissed, yeah Who gon’ day trip, whippin up a mixture You know they sip, molly with the mister Two tone AP drippin on my wrist, yeah Coupe gon’ spaceship, bitches gettin pissed, yeah Who gon’ day trip, whippin up a mixture You know they sip, molly with the mister Shawty be clappin’ the way that I pipe Bitches be nappin’ cant join all the hype Never be lackin’ its always a vibe Bitches be cappin they tellin the lies Gimme a second just dustin my shoulder I gotta check in to fly out to boulder Watch where you steppin just keep your composure I'll teach you a lesson as soon you get closer Always be rappin they call me the scribe Your bitch i am tapping but she not my type Grab on her hair pull her head to the sky She said you f*ck me like no other guy She saw my watch and she asked what the price Number so big that I counted it twice She sit on my lap with my hand on her tights Told her its you and me just for the night Lucky as f*ck cuz im wearin a clover Junky will f*ck just to be with a smoker Money go up and ill never be sober This is too much like im born in october Shorty be shy but im bendin her over Think imma try to make her like a folder I make her ride me like I was her chauffeur Go to her room and thats me on the poster Fly on a jet but got fear of the height I am a threat so stay clear of my sight I see the sweat and it drip on your eye Let make a bet to whose bait will she bite? She snortin' a line cuz if not she will tweak Needs about 90 a week She cannot speak Now she just fuckin on me I think ill add to my streak F*ck like a freak
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