doe b - clientele lyrics
(intro)
we here to save the motherf-ckin streets
the streets disciples, n-gga
dj scream, doe b
baby jesus
hood rich, biatch
(hook)
i got real diamonds in my watch
shinin like a fish scale
you must not see the check i got
new ghost and the panamera
catch on the foreigner
f-ckin n-gga my way
i don’t get it back i’m ballin
cos i got stupid clientele
(verse)
stupid clientele bumpin out the charge
out on 12, blow our cell, n-gga comin sure
old b-ss nah, i got straight job
jumping out the part, movin, playin large
only see the key, talkin recharge
i got what you need, wut you got?
copy 2-0-3, here’s another one
rollie aap, both for 1-0-1
it’s like yo watch a bb gun, i’m a bad boy
big old diamonds in my tron look like trap rocks
i trap the bad b-tches, jack boys a test for ya
but the kid’s still in the trap going hard
(hook)
i got real diamonds in my watch
shinin like a fish scale
you must not see the check i got
new ghost and the panamera
catch on the foreigner
f-ckin n-gga my way
i don’t get it back i’m ballin
cos i got stupid clientele
(verse)
i got real molly on the scale
this ain’t down south, n-gga this that real deal
i’m gon serve a k, boy this sh-t can get real
team full ahead, bosses no trivill
roll the cut, bought the xan pill
f-ck the b-tch and i can’t remember night still
louie v in my belt buckle
n-gga i won’t tussle, i’m a boy that fall in brochure
b-tch i’m from a diamond, we got swever seal
no strap for sale, nothing but grind for sale
i might just pull the trigger if you ain’t got the deal
they don’t need nada, i got stupid clientele
(hook)
i got real diamonds in my watch
shinin like a fish scale
you must not see the check i got
new ghost and the panamera
catch on the foreigner
f-ckin n-gga my way
i don’t get it back i’m ballin
cos i got stupid clientele
(verse)
f-ck until i hold em, all we do is win win
maserati all white like my girlfriend
lil mama think ahead, she got swordfish
i like to throw it in the water, swim baby, swim
going hard in the paint, all these down blazing
call me foot long as shawty all the d-mn j’s
baby mail for me, cookin all the joy for me
a million cheap burger soul, yea i done swore one
how you think a n-gga steady coppin all these bricks
mixin weed with this strong, i ain’t lyin bout sh-t
and i stay fly on my sh-t
guess that why she on my d-ck
got yo hoe last year settlin right here on my wrist
(hook)
i got real diamonds in my watch
shinin like a fish scale
you must not see the check i got
new ghost and the panamera
catch on the foreigner
f-ckin n-gga my way
i don’t get it back i’m ballin
cos i got stupid clientele
cos i got stupid clientele
cos i got stupid clientele
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