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don trip - waiting room lyrics

(whoa) who you better
make my rules, follow to the letter
road to riches, pedal to the medal
and yo b-tch ain’t shit if i ain’t tryna hit her
money’s calling, watch how quick i pick up
no i don’t leave no calling waiting
niggas say i ain’t getting paper, so i went and bought a brand new mercedes, watch out
i might pull up on yo lady, hop out
fresh like i jumped out the grave with the glock out
beat the pussy up, then repeat, til i fall asleep, second round knock out (whoa)
who you know better
fuck that you don’t know a soul
i’m eating over here til i vomit on you
so much money its gross, get it
nothing’s wrong with my toast, really
try me imma unload, silly
money talks to me lets talk digits
i just lip sync like milli vanilli
girl so freaky she a porn star with it
i go deeper than a oil drill can you dig it
girlfriend watching how her feet touch the ceiling
she say, “oh my god” i say, “can i get a witness”
ain’t i with the shit, sometimes i amaze myself
so much money in the safe, i be taking shit out just to pay myself
i should give myself a raise
everyday is a payed vacation
i don’t take no days off
i got cake, no special occasion
2 percent tent so ronald reagan
we share yo girl that’s complicated
and i ain’t been home in so long i promise i don’t recognize my neighbors
a staple couldn’t fit through all my paper
her pussy tryna break my concentration
i just make this motherfucker bubble like its been carbonated
i’m so good i’m shitting on y’all
it’s almost a fetish, i live for the fetti
i guarantee by any means if i go broke, it’s armageddon
i’m with it though
no rented cars in my videos
i don’t borrow chains, i don’t ask for pictures, i don’t fuck with rappers i don’t even know
mama told don’t fuck with strangers
uncle told me never leave the banger
my cousin told me that if you touch the white then it’s ten years for a dirty strainer
i would rather be rich then famous
life’s a b-tch, but i ain’t complaining
d-mn it feel so good to be a g, i just can’t explain it
pool shark flow i keep calling shots
i vow to give this shit all i got
i’m so cool i can in the rain and dodge every drop
porsche 9-11 still dodging the cops
she open her legs i’ll fall in her twat
i’m so fly if i fall right now 9 times out of 10 imma land on top
i just keep it moving i don’t plan on stopping

- don trip lyrics

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