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hoodrich pablo juan – just vibe lyrics

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[intro]
danny, i see you
wyt

[chorus: gunna & hoodrich pablo juan]
i dig her vibe (vibe)
stickin’ this d-ck in her side (side)
she ain’t got no -ss but got thighs (uh)
hop in the coupe and let’s ride (ride)
i put chanel on her eyes (uh)
two karat ring for surprise (yeah)
maybach backseat that recline (‘cline)
roll up some cookie, get high (high)
i can’t even lie, i’m feelin’ your vibe
yeah, i wanna dig in her thighs
she f-ck with a winner, that p-ssy a prize
we shoppin’, everything she want, i’m buyin’
d-mn girl, you fine
she look like she walk down the runway
i need a runway, we be flyin’
take a vacation with bad b-tches
ain’t no relationship, we just vibe

[verse 1: hoodrich pablo juan]
i can get what i want and i want you
we got good vibes when we come through
i got karats and lettuce like vegetables
stick it in her mouth like it was edible
summertime come, i’ma cut off the roof
i put hundreds on the pillow like she lost a tooth
double c on my shoe, that cost a deuce
yeah, turn your ho to a m-sseuse
i got rich, i came up from the poverty
different color gold like neapolitan
she got an -ss like she half hippopotamus
spendin’ money, i got a whole lot of it
two bad b-tches right on the side of me
i ain’t a player, she said that you gotta be
she robbin’, i lay it down like a robbery
i run my money up, is you proud of me?

[chorus: gunna & hoodrich pablo juan]
i dig her vibe (vibe)
stickin’ this d-ck in her side (side)
she ain’t got no -ss but got thighs (uh)
hop in the coupe and let’s ride (ride)
i put chanel on her eyes (uh)
two karat ring for surprise (yeah)
maybach backseat that recline (‘cline)
roll up some cookie, get high (high)
i can’t even lie, i’m feelin’ your vibe
yeah, i wanna dig in her thighs
she f-ck with a winner, that p-ssy a prize
we shoppin’, everything she want, i’m buyin’
d-mn girl, you fine
she look like she walk down the runway
i need a runway, we be flyin’
take a vacation with bad b-tches
ain’t no relationship, we just vibe

[verse 2: gunna]
f-ck a b-tch every day, i don’t get tired
racks in, i might throw some nut in her eye
amiri jeans helped me find me size
drip or drown, n-gga, i hope you don’t dive
in the city and i’m still havin’ vibes
my b-tch is a mistress, i don’t want a bride
if it’s for p-ssy, i don’t wanna buy it
like the kid at the pool, bae, i just wanna slide
ice in the face so it’s hard to tell time
instead of just hoes i been callin’ ’em vibes
they came to the gunna, wake up to m-ssage
she blowin’ up my phone, this b-tch harder to dodge
got her pregnant, had to buy her a dodge
rent a million, this is not a facade
i stick it in like i charge an ipod
d-ck in her back, f-cked her in the garage

[chorus: gunna & hoodrich pablo juan]
i dig her vibe (vibe)
stickin’ this d-ck in her side (side)
she ain’t got no -ss but got thighs (uh)
hop in the coupe and let’s ride (ride)
i put chanel on her eyes (uh)
two karat ring for surprise (yeah)
maybach backseat that recline (‘cline)
roll up some cookie, get high (high)
i can’t even lie, i’m feelin’ your vibe
yeah, i wanna dig in her thighs
she f-ck with a winner, that p-ssy a prize
we shoppin’, everything she want, i’m buyin’
d-mn girl, you fine
she look like she walk down the runway
i need a runway, we be flyin’
take a vacation with bad b-tches
ain’t no relationship, we just vibe



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