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mar90s - dubai lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[chorus]
yeah, riding out in cali’ through the valley in the tank
a hundred thousand in all hundreds, i’ma put it in the bank
had to slow down off them perkies, scared to pop ’em, might be fake
only take narcotics cause’ that’s what’s gon’ help me with my pain
yeah, yeah, i’m working not flirting
riding in the back of the phantom, i’m closing the curtains
i might take a trip to dubai and get me a turban
if she gon’ f+ck me for life she might get a birkin
[verse 1]
cartier frames, cartier watch
play with my change, you gon’ be in the box
need new rings and new chains, ’bout to go to icebox
my shooter said that he dizzy just from spinning your block
i ain’t straight unless my fam straight, gang straight
pouring 1942, i remember [?]
hundred dollar meal, i remember i ain’t eat them days
popped another pill, when it kick, i can’t feel a thing
feel like rihanna with this rolls royce umbrella
f+ck this beef, let’s just get this money, come together
but in the streets you know my n+ggas like them goodfellas
better keep the piece before you end up on that new channel

[verse 2]
i made one rack, then i made five racks
then i made ten racks, been like a hundred racks
yeah, once you get that check there ain’t no going back
i won’t f+ck up on your b+tch if i could blow her back
i can’t trust no n+ggas that be cooling with them rats
i can’t trust no n+ggas that ain’t shooting with a gat
my hood love me cause’ i’m genuine
now they look at me when it’s time to make decisions
i remember thuggin’ running around in timberlands
if i ain’t ask you, don’t you give me your opinion
since a youngin’ man i feel like i was sentenced
got the beamer, parked it right beside the bentley
yeah, they like “how he do that?”
just got a draco cause’ rip to ruler
and this sh+t is extendo, my clip hang like a ruler
and my kit is cooler
i can’t go inside that club unless i get my tool in
yeah, mixing that lean with the canada dry
i feel like biggie, i’m ready to die
i got a driver, i don’t like to drive
if you gon’ ride then lil’ b+tch just ride
you ain’t gotta’ tell me you riding or dying
i know some n+ggas for me yeah they dying
if i do the crime then i’m doing the time
[chorus]
yeah, riding out in cali’ through the valley in the tank
a hundred thousand in all hundreds, i’ma put it in the bank
had to slow down off them perkies, scared to pop ’em, might be fake
only take narcotics cause’ that’s what’s gon’ help me with my pain
yeah, yeah, i’m working not flirting
riding in the back of the phantom, i’m closing the curtains
i might take a trip to dubai and get me a turban
if she gon’ f+ck me for life she might get a birkin

- mar90s lyrics

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