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a$ap ferg - roemello lyrics

[intro]
turn me up (poo)
alright, let’s get it (yeah, poo, poo, poo, poo)
yeah, ayy , yeah, i’m good? (f+ck, uh)
i’m good to go? (prrah)
let’s get it, yeah

[verse 1]
i’m sippin’ espresso (what?!)
grindin’ stayin’ up, i ain’t tryna go back to the ghetto (what?!)
wesley snipe+in’ b+tches, pulling up like i’m roemello (uh)
never [?] who wanna f+ck me in stilettos (uh)
i call the wrist project p+ss ’cause the diamonds yellow (what?!)
teach you how to get the house with the big pillars (what?!)
dominican republic buyin’ land, rentin’ villas (what?!)
my b+tch like little kim so her bikini is chinchilla (yuh)
i’m doing god’s work giving jobs to the k!llers (poo, poo, poo, poo, poo, bang)
take a drug dеaler, turn him into j dilla
your n+ggas say you mobbin’ (brrah) but you ain’t a made n+gga, yeah (woo!)
hunnids on that, throwing it back
gеt off the pole, we go in the back
don’t call me the goat ’cause i know i am that
i am harlem project pat
she want me to sing like anderson .paak
pulled up to my show but i don’t wanna dap
if this was a battle your toe get tagged, yeah
all of this drip, i’m squirtle (what?)
hop in the booth and i merk you
smoke that n+gga like herbal (pew, pew)
did i do that? like urkel (brrah)
[?] like a vegetable
diamonds jump like a festival (what?!)
i get to the money, i destitute
[?] with a model b+tch textin’ nudes
they lovin’ how i flex and move
her tongue ring on my t+st+cl+s
[chorus]
turn me up (wow, wow)
yeah (wow, wow, wow, wow)
yeah, turn me up (wow, wow, wow, wow)
yeah (wow, wow, wow, wow)

[verse 2]
i got hoes on my hoe, i got hoes on my d+ck (woo!)
had a pocket full of lint, and my uncle sold bricks (oo+ooh!)
and that b+tch gon’ suck d+ck, she gon’ go until she tired (yeah!)
i put rubies in her fangs (b+tch!), i’m a vampire (b+tch!)
put my timberlands on the table, i ain’t wear no suit
i done bought a juice bar just to sip up on [?]
don’t make me ’round up all the troops
on the block with nun’ to do
i got trust issues, i’m f+ckin’ whitchu and then i chuck a deuce
all prayers out to mj, moonwalkin’ through the place
f+ckin’ b+tches all night and gettin’ money everyday (poo, poo, poo, poo, poo, bang)
do it all for the money, do it all for the hoes (hoes)
give a milli to my n+ggas that ten toes (toes)
watch them n+ggas turn satan when they see me
the bugatti or the ‘rari, it ain’t easy
i can’t say too much about it, man, i’m just pushin’ p
n+gga better be about it if he talkin’ ’bout me (m+th+f+cka)

[chorus]
(wow, wow)
yeah (wow, wow, wow, wow)
yeah (wow, wow, wow, wow)
yeah (wow, wow, wow, wow)
yeah (wow, wow)
that n+gga down
man down
man down
man, i’m done talkin’ ’bout—
brrah!

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