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allah - lavish lyrics

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(intro: allah)

oh!
lavish!
lavish, lavish
andale, andale
andale, andale
andale
andale, andale, oh
aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye

(verse 1: allah)

n-gg-s strappin with the automatic
automatic if you problematic
gettin to the money automatic
gotta thank god that i have it

i be whipping like its reggano
first i f-ck her then i play the hoe
n-gg-s whipping out the bando
they just doing what they can do

blvck sheep gang squad going up you should know the name b-tch
money this b-tches that dope dealers you know its the same shit
i use to f-ck a bad b-tch
i use to f-ck a bad b-tch
then i got another one
now she just a mad b-tch

n-gg-s living lavish
tell me what is better than
b-tches prolly wetter than
all the water in pacific
lemme be really specific
use to drive a honda civic
now i’m whipping in a lincoln
tell me what you f-cking thinking

aww stop (wooh!)
look at the watch (wooh!)
boy thats a whole lotta bands
n-gg-s be sayin they real but they lie and they snitch on they mans
i’m into f-ckin wit b-tches who sayin they aint got no plans
i take the haters and stunt on them b-tches and turn em to fans aww

(hook: allah)

when i hop out the whip
all my n-gg-s shining
n-gg-s big timing
it was perfect timing
schemin on the low mane
schemin on the low mane
schemin on the low mane aww

(verse 2: allah)

take a look inside the panorama
street n-gg- see it in my grammar
street n-gg- got it from my grandma
this is feeling like the new atlanta

i’m the prophet of the profit
lotta b-tches and they not shit
i know you know i been straight flexin

synopsis
i f-cking got this
you couldn’t stop this
you not this
you n-gg-s not this
have you forgot this

i gotta get up on the wealthy shit
i need to f-ck with a healthy b-tch
strap looking like a selfie stick
if you wanna take a selfie b-tch

on the low with merlot
its a party with bacardi
hennesey make enemies
i aint doin frenemies
boy you aint no friend of me

pussy n-gg- knew this
umma need a new wrist
watch how i do this

god be blessing hustlers like hallelujah
first they love ya then they hate ya try to misconstrue ya
lotta hunnids
throw the ones
keep the tens
on the low mane
oh mane
make amends ah

(hook: allah)

when i hop out the whip
all my n-gg-s shining
n-gg-s big timing
it was perfect timing
schemin on the low mane
schemin on the low mane
schemin on the low mane aww

(verse 3: allah)

oh lord its lit den a b-tch
my b-tches thick den a b-tch yeah i do it for momma i wanna get rich
boy this not a discussion if my b-tches russian and ride in a foreign
if my b-tches foreign and your b-tches boring along with the drinks that they pouring

yeah its all about that money baby
ever since i started getting money baby
n-gg-s actin fake as f-ck and funny baby
geno said for this the hood gone love me baby
they gone love me baby

i minored in whippin bricks i majored in sellin dope
break it down and you gone need a telescope
now you got a n-gg- sipping champaign
had to sell the chain it gave me back pain

i just gotta know baby girl yeah is you forsure
once i seen you k!ll it on the dance floor
i just gotta know baby girl can you do it more
once i seen you k!ll it on the dance floor oh my god

(outro: allah)

andele
andele, andele
andele, andele, andele
lavish
lavish, lavish, lavish, lavish

- allah lyrics

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