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november 10th - rexgotbandz lyrics

bro with the 40 gone shoot out the lights
ice on my neck yo b+tch gone look twice
fae off the lean rollin like some dice
my money good you can keep your advice
turned myself to a boss no more starving at night
back to back bentley’s we ride thru the city
ima die rich or die trying like 50
ima get loose and get wild like whitney
house in la it cost a good penny
i’m stuck in my bag i got to it quickly
hotbox the wraith now it look like a chimney
pour up a pint that sh+t got me tipsy
hold up wait
raff simmons i don’t check the price
bro with the 40 gone shoot out thе lights
ice on my neck yo b+tch gone look twicе
fae off the lean rollin like some dice
my money good you can keep your advice
turned myself to a boss no more starving at night
hold up wait
2 seater you better keep up
i’m in her throat like she got the hiccups
i ain’t trynna cuddle lil b+tch we gon f+ck
and no it’s not love it’s just a quick nut
(broke n+ggas mad better get ya bread up)
i just wanna f+ck no relations
i had to get it i’m inpatient
got off my ass got tired of waiting
grinding hard like i’m skating
hold up
wait
hold up
wait
let’s goo

nutted all on her face i know she gon hate me
can’t trust these hoes ain’t nun of them faithful
i’m a fool to these hoes like april i
and my flow too cold like december
no contender
they all pretender
still the hottest n+gga in the winter

gary payton in my wood i’m smoking on cookies
use to barely have clothes, now i’m shopping at gucci
10 k just to book me
can’t fw no ghetto b+tch she gotta be pretty and bougie
i’m f+cking her good i’m pulling her hair she telling me let’s make a movie
and these n+ggas they sweat like smoothies
only blue hundreds b+tch it’s a beauty
and she gon choose cause her a n+gga goofy
told her wipe me down no boosie
she want bobby brown she a groupie
gimme head till i cum absolutely
lets goo
back to back bentley’s we ride thru the city
ima die rich or die trying like 50
ima get loose and get wild like whitney
house in la it cost a good penny
i’m stuck in my bag i got to it quickly
hotbox the wraith now it look like a chimney
pour up a pint that sh+t got me tipsy
hold up wait

- november 10th lyrics

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