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fleetwood x ducati james - lil friend lyrics

say h-llo to my lil friend! (x4)
say h-llo to benjamin! (x2)
(x2)

[fleetwood]
make it rain, club jumpin’
take chances, blow hunnits
last night i done skipped town
and jumped right back with like 400
pulled up in a 4runner
rolled out in a rolls royce
run it up like the road runner
cash out like a dopeboy
drapped up, dripped out
wipe me down and i’ll walk it out
cake all in my blue jeans
diamonds down to my shoe strings
i’m a king, louis
eww eee, excuse me
prada, gucci
i got it, she know what i’m talkin’ bout
lost all this weight when i flew out of state and came back to the corner
what you get?
brrrr!
flew all the way to the mexican border
i f-ck with them foreigners, i f-ck with importers
if you is important, give me you order!

say h-llo to my lil friend! (x4)
say h-llo to benjamin! (x2)
(x2)

[ducati james]
i seen your ho on instagram
she actin’ funny
bet she take my lil friend before she take my money
bet she want me to hit the mall and designer her something
that’s a petty broad, she don’t get nothing
i’m the million dollar plug the one you wanna f-ck with
i got a roley for my roley, both black diamond studded
outside barbequed, inside like honey mustard
’boutta drop like 300 these b-tches love me
and i love these hoes, white sammy sosa, el chapo, carrone
i’m way too high for this sh-t would you leave me alone?
smoother operator i play with these phones
i got a phone for each area code
smooth operator i play with these hoes
i got a ho for each area code
whoa!

say h-llo to my lil friend! (x4)
say h-llo to benjamin! (x2)
(x2)

- fleetwood x ducati james lyrics

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