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haloo! - roxy! lyrics

[intro]
(woah woah woah woah woah)
(uhhuh)

[chorus]
yeah i get high, high off a roxy
yo b+tch she a fan, she trynna top me
im done with the perc and i hopped on the xans
i flew the b+tch out, she eating hibachi
i’ll leave you for dead
you hurt me once you’ll do it again
your not my friend, (end!)
i’ll grab that chop’ then go k!ll me an opp b+tch ill go do it again
i count this guap while i smoke my thoughts away from ending it
lil bro she givin top!
why this lil n+gga playing with me ill get you knocked
i got a hundred in this f+cking drum b+tch ill get you popped
my shooter from h+ll, bad as b+tch won’t meet her there (no)
i need my big paper, b+tch i need dividends
lil b+tch i need it fast
choppa shoot turn on the flash
i pop that roxy, floating out my body, getting to this cash (woahhh)

[verse]
hе p+ssy, he talk on computers
that n+gga a lame hе goofy (huh)
lame ass b+tch, she wish she knew us
you know how we really gone do ya
hop out the whip with the ruler
4,5 take off ya “madula”
got a nine incase it dont hit ya
my money so tall that b+tch congruent
yo b+tch called me “her new man”
i push the force with this glock they call me “newton”
all white on white all forces, im stepping like im “jordan”
im too d+mn rich ill pay your mortgage, f+ck yo b+tch then spin back
[bridge]
im getting geeked up by this roxy, im trynna get high
i’d rather not waste no time b+tch, i hate yo lies (woah woah woah)
i clutch this draco
you know i keep my shooters up on payroll
i pour this wock inside my cup, mix it with faygos huh
im pourin up this drank, you hate it? say so
(woahhh)

[chorus]
yeah i get high, high off a roxy
yo b+tch she a fan, she trynna top me
im done with the perc and i hopped on the xans
i flew the b+tch out, she eating hibachi
i’ll leave you for dead
you hurt me once you’ll do it again
your not my friend, (end!)
i’ll grab that chop’ then go k!ll me an opp b+tch ill go do it again
i count this guap while i smoke my thoughts away from ending it
lil bro she givin top!
why this lil n+gga playing with me ill get you knocked
got a hundred in this f+cking drum b+tch ill get you popped
my shooter from h+ll, bad as b+tch won’t meet her there (no)
i need my big paper, b+tch i need dividends
like b+tch i need it fast
choppa shoot turn on the flash
i pop that roxy, floating out my body, getting to this cash (woahhh)
[refrain]
my shooter from h+ll, bad as b+tch won’t meet her there (no)
i need my big paper, b+tch i need dividends
lil b+tch i need it fast
choppa shoot turn on the flash
i pop that roxy, floating out my body, getting to this cash (woahhh)

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