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cml lavish d - wishing on a star lyrics

[chorus]
i’m shining like the sun
money by the ton
draco with a drum
f+ck my b+tch ’til she cum
she wishing on a star, i’m a product of the slums
keep talking like you crazy b+tch, i’m ripping out your tongue

shining like the sun
money by the ton
draco with a drum
f+ck my b+tch ’til she cum
she wishing on a star, i’m a product of the slums
keep talking like you crazy b+tch, i’m ripping out your tongue

[verse 1]
she wishing on a star, she love a n+gga car
choose up with hank b+tch, and ima take you far
f+ck the other side, we smoke n+ggas like cigars
these flawless ass diamonds got a n+gga hitting hard
dreadlocks sw+ng, rocks in my chain
these rap n+ggas lame, d+ckriding for some fame
i’ve been running circles ’round these n+ggas sincе i came
n+gga rob me, i shoot up evеrywhere you hang
playing with the mobb, let him meet god
popped two percs, now i’m trying not to nod
rolls+royce wraith looking great in my garage
quit acting like you hard in your baby mama dodge
blood you a clown, you better not come around
we knocks n+ggas down, we put suckas in the ground
cl!ck, cl!ck, boom, i just love the way it sound
throw him off the bridge, he’ll never get found
the number one stunna, baby i’m a gunner
it’s hot up in the winter, and it’s cold in the summer
i’m a big boss, i ain’t beefing with a runner
pull up with your b+tch getting topped in a hummer
[chorus]
i’m shining like the sun
money by the ton
draco with a drum
f+ck my b+tch ’til she cum
she wishing on a star, i’m a product of the slums
keep talking like you crazy b+tch, i’m ripping out your tongue

[verse 2]
my paper to the ceiling, i’m kicking back, chilling
this hoe mad at me, tell her get up out her feelings
i’m good in my hood, n+ggas hate the way i’m living
i bump into your brother, it’s gon’ be another k!lling
b+tch i’m from the south, diamonds in my mouth
run up in your house, leave you slumped on your couch
hit him in his body, he couldn’t even say ouch
your b+tch on my d+ck blood, she hooked like a trout
i got away with it, they hate the way i did it
designer on my body, everyday a n+gga knitted
quit staring through the window if you want to come and get it
everything a n+gga talk about, i really live it
stepping on these roaches, the mob making toastes
we be set tripping, so be bool when you approach us
b+tch i’m having money, you can’t make me lose my focus
the first n+gga in the wraith, who showed you how to dose it
you don’t want smoke, we turn suckas into ghostes
d+ck in her throat, yeah i gave that hoe a dosage
car full of dreadheads, but b+tch i ain’t from oakland
swimming with these sharks, don’t get left up in this ocean

- cml lavish d lyrics

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