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dom corleo - trip 2 saks lyrics

[verse]
yuh, yuh
a hunnid on me, i’m rockin’ moncler
i’m walkin’ with bad b+tches and they stare
i just been ballin’ like rudy gobert
he talkin’ ’bout me but i do not care
if we run the game then i don’t play fair
hop in the coupe, hop in the mclaren, yuh, aye
hatin’ on me, why you mad?
i got a glock with a mag
run up on me then it’s bad
i could never go out sad
yuh, i hop in the lexus then go get my bands
b+tch, why you mad? i’m not even your mans
i’m not your mans
so you cannot hop in my benz
you f+ckin’ with top tiers so you better run while you can
yuh, i’m smokin’ on dope, lil b+tch, i be smokin’ on thrax, yuh
come hop in the back, we takin’ a trip to saks, yuh
designer all over my fit
and i’m with a big titty b+tch
i lay her down and give her d+ck
yeah, i got a glock on my hip
i’m smokin’ the pack, the zip
i’m sippin’ on activist
i really been on my sh+t
so that’s why they talkin’ sh+t
i guess it all makes sense
i never really had friends
like uzi my friends are dead
i really never gave a d+mn
she askin’ me what i want, well, i guess i want love
i don’t wanna f+ck, i just wanna feel your touch
i just want love, i want someone
i don’t wanna f+ck but we can still f+ck
can you come over, hop in my benz truck?
i just want you and i can’t get enough
oh, no, don’t go
oh, no, oh, no
no, no, oh, no
i’m at saks fifth and i’m with your hoe (with your b+tch i’m at saks fifth)
[?]
yeah, i got some racks, i got a glocky in the back, b+tch
i’m with your b+tch and we at saks fifth
i’m up in the store, i’m up in the saks fifth
yeah i got a glock, uh, and i got a bag, b+tch
you run up on me, uh, then it’s f+ckin’ bad, b+tch
i just wanna f+ck, yuh, i blow out your back, b+tch

- dom corleo lyrics

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