40thousand - skripperella lyrics
my skripperella
baby, you my skripperella
gl-ss loubs on her feets like she cinderella
my skripperella
yeah, baby, my skripperella
she rolling my cigarellas
balmain umbrella
my skripperella
baby, you my skripperella
gl-ss loubs on her feets like she cinderella
my skripperella
yeah, baby, my skripperella
she rolling my cigarellas
balmain umbrella
my skripperella
cocaine – she sniffed up a blizzard
8 ball in her pockets like she playing billiards
gucci boots, six inch heel on ’em
murakami bag with the eel on it
h-lla hoes at my shows like a track meet
in a foreign whip, blowing on that hashish
got your baby momma in the backseat
your girlfriend in the p-ssenger
two cups, i hit the actavis
left my ex b-tch and got a badder b-tch
her head game is immaculate
two cs be on her bags and sh-t
black and blue whip, orlando magic sh-t
the trunk is in the front, the doors go up, it’s like a magic trick
my skripperella
baby, you my skripperella
gl-ss loubs on her feets like she cinderella
my skripperella
yeah, baby, my skripperella
she rolling my cigarellas
balmain umbrella
my skripperella
baby, you my skripperella
gl-ss loubs on her feets like she cinderella
my skripperella
yeah, baby, my skripperella
she rolling my cigarellas
balmain umbrella
my skripperella
she rolling my cigarellas
and she trap in the rain, balmain umbrella
1999 beige gucci leather
marc jacobs water boots
and plus her weave is waterproof
i pour a four up, mix it with soda
bag up weed, call up fiends on the motorola
she mix the sour diesel with the oj
bussin stupid licks on a throwaway
i’m like tina turner on stage, n-gg-
ludacris with the braids, n-gg-
max b saying wave, 2pac out the grave
feds watching it, could be my only sale
so i go hard like dipset when jim jones had the pony tail
i’m like master p as a wrestler
cocaine sales on the cellular
loud packs like it’s regular
you smell me, i got money on
fluttered stones
so i go hard like adebisi with the toothpick and the skully on
my skripperella
baby, you my skripperella
gl-ss loubs on her feets like she cinderella
my skripperella
yeah, baby, my skripperella
she rolling my cigarellas
balmain umbrella
my skripperella
baby, you my skripperella
gl-ss loubs on her feets like she cinderella
my skripperella
yeah, baby, my skripperella
she rolling my cigarellas
balmain umbrella
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