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plies – model lyrics



[talking: plies]
how ya’ll say it up north? no home
i looked in da mirror dis morning bro
and i said i’m finna give dis rapping sh-t up bro
b-tch i look to handsome to be rapping
b-tch i’m a model

b-tch i’m a model
called a photographer
dressed like i’m going to a photo shoot partner
b-tch i’m a model
millionaire posture
jewelry cost me over one million dollars
b-tch i’m a model
g q starter
everything i do watch these other n-gg-s follow
b-tch i’m a model
no n-gg- hotter
later on tonight i’m f-cking somebodys daughter

[verse 1:]
i look so good good good good good
and i am from the hood hood hood hood hood
these hoes pouring love love love love love
my gear is off the hook hook hook hook hook
i look like a model, 7 days a week
i am to clean, h-ll na i can’t speak
12 hundred on the jeans
5 hundred on the feet
3 goon chains a hundred 40 thousand dollars each
400 20 thousand, i can show you the reseat
you can tell how i walk i was made for t.v.
you can tell by the jewels i am some-bod-dy
i am the sharpest n-gg- living who the f-ck you supposed to be


[verse 2:]
look like i am on the run run run run way
and i am the sh-t what else the f-ck i’m posed to say
you can catch me in that mazerati later on today
with 200 thousand worth of jewelry on, ok
and who is my designer? i don’t really wanna say
and i only do 40 when i’m on the highway
so you can see that candy candy candy candy spray
and i want you to see this handsome handsome handsome face
and i had hoes way before i was rich
but now that i got money i got millions i can pick
cause money make most of these broads f-ck quick
and i am so fly i can’t help it


[verse 3:]
i need to be on the cover of a f-cking magazine
cause i am the handsomest n-gg- you f-cking seen
i am so dope put me on the triple beam
ammo on my waste i got them racks up in my jeans
call me mr. lysol da boy is so clean
catch me in the club you would think i’m on a bean
i am really loaded 60,000 in my jeans
and i feel safe, i got shooters on my team


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