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destroy lonely - ​chris paul lyrics

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[intro]
chris paul, hey

[chorus]
b+tch, you know i’m ballin’, why you keep on callin’ me? (why you call?)
all this money on me look like i just hit the lottery (hit the lotto)
i know that she like me and i think she want to swallow me
in the mall, b+tch, i go chris paul (chris paul)
i been front line, shawty, yes, i’m ridin’ with my dogs (with my dogs)
she like to drip like me so lil’ one what i call her (what i call her)
put that sh+t on, i’ma take it off, shawty (take it off)
patek on them hoes, huh, look for all of ’em (all of ’em)

[verse 1]
all black fashion
my b+tch drippin’ just like a witch, black magic
chrome hearts all through my crib, b+tch, i’m havin’ this (lil’ b+tch i—)
yes, you already know i’m that geeked, why you askin’ me? (why you askin’ me?)
i been off the porch, lil’ b+tch, i’m clutchin’ on my .40
i ain’t have no silver spoon, got it up out the streets, i forked it
she just tryna get some money out of me, unfortunately (unfortunately)
’cause i ain’t payin’ for no lil’ b+tch that ain’t even worth sh+t (yah)
(k!lla, ay)
(k!lla, heh)

[chorus]
hey, b+tch, you know i’m ballin’, (ballin’) why you keep on callin’ me? (why you callin’ me?)
all this money on me look like i just hit the lottery (i hit the lotto)
i know that she like me and i think she want to swallow me
in the mall, b+tch, i go chris paul (chris paul)
i been front line, shawty, yes, i’m ridin’ with my dogs (with my dogs)
she like to drip like me so lil’ one what i call her (what i call her)
put that sh+t on, i’ma take it off, shawty
patek on them hoes, huh, look for all of ’em
[verse 2]
k!lla, she a lady k!lla
yeah, yeah, for real+a (yeah, for real)
i’m the look k!lla with the swag, i be drillin’ (k!lla, k!lla)
she a lady k!lla with the swag, she be spillin’
all black fur on my jacket, chinchilla
yeah, tom ford, paul mccartney, and she goin’ stella
paparazzi pop my sh+t, lil’ baby, i look stellar
your paparazzi poppin’, b+tch, i heard, yeah, you look stellar
if looks could k!ll, then it’s first degree murder
they said that real n+ggas died, well, we resurgin’
n+ggas talkin’ so much sh+t, i know they t++th dirty (t++th dirty)
i been walkin’ so much sh+t, lil b+tch, my feet hurtin’
n+ggas movin’ kinda weird, it’s makin’ me nervous
i ain’t never runnin’ out of paper, b+tch, i keep splurgin’
i ain’t never worried ’bout a hater, we gon’ keep on hurtin’
live with all this flexin’, countin’ all this money, b+tch, i’m never stressin’
i been countin’ hunnids (huh, huh)
(happy, happy)
(k!lla)

[chorus]
hey, b+tch, you know i’m ballin’, why you keep on callin’ me? (why you callin’ me?)
all this money on me look like i just hit the lottery
i know that she like me and i think she wanna swallow me
in the mall, b+tch, i go chris paul (chris paul)
i been front line, shawty, yes, i’m ridin’ with my dogs (ah+ah)
she like to drip like me so lil’ one what i call her (what i call her)
put that sh+t on and take it off, shawty (take it off)
patek on them hoes, huh, look for all of ’em (f+ck)
[outro]
look k!lla+k!lla
yeah, lil’ top



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