Receipts
Scotty LVX, Rick Ross
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Huh (C Gutta) Look Ayy, sheesh (Walkin' Dead) Huh Huh, look, mmm Sheesh Ayy, these Chanels on my feet Uh, ayy, right, left through the street Ayy, need a crib by the beach Been fly, you can check the receipts Receipts Ayy, got a bad bitch geeked Uh, yeah, that's silk on the sheets Uh, clothes straight from boutique Been fly, you can check the receipts Ayy, smooth nigga Your big dipper says she goin' to the bathroom And want me to come with her Just met her, she big pressure, I ain't put no effort I'm just gettin' started, man, I'm only gettin' better I been lit, been this, smell like the Forbes list She ain't gettin' no dick, no, unless she gorgeous We ball so hard, I swear we used to pray 'bout it Them broke boys probably gon' feel a way 'bout it I might f*ck a foreign bitch in the floor length first She like, "Damn, that was good, but that was just the hors d'oeuvre" And I can sin' to her, but I don't want her fall in love A nigga good in the hood, in the 'burbs You can check the receipts Ayy, these Chanels on my feet Uh, ayy, right, left through the street Ayy, need a crib by the beach Been fly, you can check the receipts Receipts Ayy, got a bad bitch geeked Uh, yeah, that's silk on the sheets Uh, clothes straight from boutique Been fly, you can check the receipts Huh Powerboat, she in bikinis when I hit the wave (Maybach Music) Let her hold my Lamborghini, I got different wage I could fly another bitch in just to flip the page I'm the richest in the city is what niggas sayin', please (Strap) strapped up, we in two different game I'm in the Chevy and blue twenty, that's just on the paint (huh) I'm gettin' rich, I'm with my niggas when they say we can't (yeah) Never was a thief, but for my dog, I'll rob a bank (I'll rob a bank) G-Wagons and we switchin' lanes (yoom) Got the shooters with me, niggas dyin' over fame (brrt) Bitches call they friends and tell 'em once they knew we came (boss) Knew we multimillionaires just how we land the plane (you can land the plane) You can check the receipts Ayy, these Chanels on my feet Uh, ayy, right, left through the street Ayy, need a crib by the beach Been fly, you can check the receipts Receipts Ayy, got a bad bitch geeked Uh, yeah, that's silk on the sheets Uh, clothes straight from boutique Been fly, you can check the receipts (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa) (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
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