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giuseppe – cancel ya plans lyrics

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i run up the bands i run up the bands
ya hoe wanna f+ck with me cause she a fan
she might just go cancel all of her plans
take her on vacation don’t care bout ya mans
bape on my body it came from j+pan
dishing out work wit no hand to hands
hop on the plane and don’t care when we land
we waking up putting our feet in the sand

she said that she looking for love
baby quit talking crazy off the drugs
i got what you need and don’t care about your
plug
got water my wrist it looking like a flood
only count up the blues ain’t got a room for a
dub
stay popping them pills no prescription for
drugs
we stay on the move and got bl!cks in trunk
flew out to the hills and got minx on the rug

she say that she wanted a taste of this lifestyle
so i flew her from maine to the mansion
told her come run it up with me right now
nothing different my diamonds still dancing
hit the bank and walk out with a few thou
i don’t need me a f+cking advancement
she say that she f+ckin’ with the new style
all the times in my life i took chances
i run up the bands i run up the bands
ya hoe wanna f+ck with me cause she a fan
she might just go cancel all of her plans
take her on vacation don’t care bout ya mans
bape on my body it came from j+pan
dishing out work wit no hand to hands
hop on the plane and don’t care when we land
we waking up putting our feet in the sand

pretty face personality trash
hop in my whip b+tch we gone do the dash
never folding exploding my pockets is fat
murdahlato by the pound it cost you some
racks
margiella my toes you can’t find these at
saks
thought i told you before that i get to the
bag
getting paid on the front end and then on
the back
i can see that you envy this life that i have

i run up the bands i run up the bands
ya hoe wanna f+ck with me cause she a fan
she might just go cancel all of her plans
take her on vacation don’t care bout ya mans
bape on my body it came from j+pan
dishing out work wit no hand to hands
hop on the plane and don’t care when we land
we waking up putting our feet in the sand



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