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lashaun love - all american dream lyrics

yeah
yeah, yeah

lashaun love boi

i’m going for it coach

need that money
need that fetti
need that gucci, louie, prada
every day go get that payroll
get that euro
i scream

keep it 3 stacks, can’t play 2k
just to get on my team

can’t show love to industry
ain’t got time for no beef

bout’ that paper lil’ shawty
all american dream

ice in my mouth, gold in my fang dawg
illuminate the dark when i take my chain off
tryna’ f+ck the world like i signed to bang bruh
tryna’ get the bread, wanna stack major

paper ruler
can’t be loser
you no tua
became shooter
imma georgia boy dawg from the land of boosters
might see us all buried for the chance of futures

sorry to bother you with the n+gga sh+t
me and my n+ggs’ on a pilgrimage to get n+gga rich
and ya nemesis might lie at ya’ residence
we just set the precedence
f+ck trump, where the dead presidents
i got this grind from my poppa
mind on them mills so i hope this world love me
you can’t punctuate then you do nothin’ for me
start with the commas, the small talk it bore me
chill

every day go get that payroll
get that euro
i scream

keep it 3 stacks, can’t play 2k
just to get on my team

can’t show love to industry
ain’t got time for no beef

bout’ that paper lil’ shawty
all american dream

i need my paper long term get it laminated
got to watch out for them when the camera’s saving
she’s always looking for another scandal
she brings it up every d+mn occasion

i don’t know what their problem is
but out of sight, i’ve been ominous
just out asserting my dominance
now i’ve got commas and confidence
(what you know)
life getting more than hectic
drive got me being too reckless
had to give up on trying to perfect it
just remember what you’re blessed with
pure excellence, stacking up with no severance
talking down with no leverage
bankroll my cold beverage
chill

every day go get that payroll
get that euro
i scream

keep it 3 stacks, can’t play 2k
just to get on my team

can’t show love to industry
ain’t got time for no beef

bout’ that paper lil’ shawty
all american dream

they ask me lashaun what your dream worth
(yeah yeah)
i told em’ gold chains and a t+shirt
(that’s right)
used to be doubted by my teachers
(really though)
now that b+tch gone feel this reverb

- lashaun love lyrics

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