What I Wanna
Lauren Marshall
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Imma grab the bag then the trolly Need the big drip, need the dolly You aint wid the real you a folly My jiggers move bricks in the lorry Original chick not a copy You bitches spill beans like its coffee My bitches stay down to the bottom Look at my Crown, How I rock it I said I'm coming Yh I'm coming, Yh I'm coming I swear you better keep it up when I start running Coz when I grab it yeah it's nutten short but cuffing And then I go again like its nutten I said I'm coming Yh I'm coming, Yh I'm coming I swear you better keep it up when I start running Coz when I grab it yeah it's nutten short but cuffing And then I go again Had to level up had to boass up Had to get my net and my gross up Had to get a bag try floss up Stay up on the ends pree the roster He checking me and my posture Figured out ima a boss Yh Tryna check you, tryna cross ya? Na, I'm tryna bun this boot with some lobster I just want the ice and the rubies All of the niggas and the groupies They wanna do who, do me? I like that one cuh he boujee I want them plaques and trophies Want it in the Arab and rupees Want them packs like cookies Need couple Ms, like 2, 3 Imma grab the bag that's a promise My dargs got the cheese like they Gromit Only pink notes in my wallet You just take notes nutten from it I just take the wins and the profit Make a bitch sick, make her vomit Put me in a box in a bracket, Na Do what I want and how I want it Had to level up had to boass up Had to get my net and my gross up Had to get a bag try floss up Stay up on the ends pree the roster He checking me and my posture Figured out ima a boss Yh Tryna check you, tryna cross ya? Na, I'm tryna bun this boot with some lobster I just want the ice and the rubies All of the niggas and the groupies They wanna do who, do me? I like that one cuh he boujee I want them plaques and trophies Want it in the Arab and rupees Want them packs like cookies Need couple Ms, like 2, 3 Look how he eating the chocho Arched back from his knees to his back bone F*ck, shit, just pree'd all the popo Gotta skrr skrr, Gotta breeze down the back road Seize it, let me not repeat it You can hear it in my tone I like all the greaze shit You may not believe it But I swear I seen shit Had to blink twice, coulda sworn I was dreaming Saw me on the TV Started peaking Now they changing they way that they speaking I don't need a Reason We already know Issa Hot Girl Season Let me spit the Fac-facts Had to take a break had to back track Had to figure out where the bags at Gimmie all the bread and the pasta Wid a phat zoot like a Rasta Bounce on the ting like a Jack jack Playing all his card like its Black Jack No face, no case, No cap That's facts, real rap - don't chat back F*ck how you feel, Das a no go You know I come heavy with the mix flow Got the beat made, Sammy SoSo
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