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88glam - bali lyrics

[verse 1: derek wise]
time to turn the heat up, like it’s bali
throwing all these bands while we in follies
horse all on my [?] but it’s headless
roof gone, now we driving down to venice

[hook: 88camino]
she so good at what she do, i might bust a move
driving on the lock, while i sprinkle molly rock
how come when i’m coming, now’s the only time you need me
how come when i’m popping is the only time you see me
she so good at what she do, ain’t no room for talking
ain’t no room for talking
ain’t no room for talking
this is h-t a lick, i ain’t f-cking with no [?]
i don’t trust no [?], so many photos that i cropped

[verse 2: derek wise & 88camino]
[?] trapping in my jeans, yeah
bought myself a pair of balmain jeans, yeah
remember when i travelled with that ball, yeah
remember when i served [?] rock, yeah
mixing up that raf with that margiela
walking past my ex, now she a dealer
wait, had to put down on that ‘rarri
wait, hold on to that vlone like i’m bari
pull up on the plug, let ’em know i need a pint
don’t ask for a sip, no, i’m not selling wine
so if she coming to the crib she know it’s a [?] ting
hit it then p-ss it to my slime

[bridge: 88camino]
you tried to back me up after the show
no, no, no, no, no, no, no
you want to sip my drink, yeah you want to do my blow
no, no, no, no, no, no, no

[hook: 88camino]
she so good at what she do, i might bust a move
driving out the lot, while i sprinkle molly rock
how come when i’m coming, now’s the only time you need me
how come when i’m popping is the only time you see me
she so good at what she do, ain’t no room for talking
ain’t no room for talking
ain’t no room for talking
this is h-t a lick, i ain’t f-cking with no [?]
i don’t trust no [?], so many photos that i cropped

[verse 3: nav]
i just sold her two more, now i got three different watches
see my haters talkin’
make sure that they watchin’
real bosses listen, talking money when i’m talkin
outline you in chalk
raf or ricky, what i walk in
ballin like i’m stone cold steve, i f-cked a b-tch in austin
just p-ss me the rock
i don’t know how much i pop
listen, derrick, that ain’t wise
88 bullets gon’ drop him
chicken in the pot
got your girl watching my c-ck
in new york i milly rock
my shooter tote a 30 he can’t hide it in his sock
i am not a rapper, all these other rappers soft
they hoping i fall off
but b-tch i’m at the top
i’m just a brown boy from the block

- 88glam lyrics

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