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quando rondo - from the bottom lyrics

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[intro]
(d+mn, clemsy, you stepped on this one)
’cause i like it
(go crazy, ag)
like it
’cause i like it
i, ’cause i like it
i, ’cause i like it (yeah)
qrn
[verse 1]
lil’ shawty exotic, that’s just how i like it (exotic)
thirty+two thousand, i spend on versace (versace)
when i first hit the l!ck, it was all ’bout the money (money)
if you have my kid, i’ma fix up your body (body)
we go board on the private, the dock to miami (miami)
extention cord, got it stuffed in my f+nny (f+nny)
i run the morgue in the pandemic (pandemic)
got this sh+t off the floor, ain’t no handouts
when i hopped out thе porsche, had them bands out (yeah)
madе her get a abortion, she fanned out (yeah+yeah+yeah)
mama, look at your boy, he a man now (yeah)
youngin jumped out the porsche, now his man down
when the yola came in, it was tan+brown
used to think that i can’t, but i can now
i just laugh to the bank with the bands now (uh, yeah)
got a hundred in change, we just ran down

[chorus]
i came a long way from the bottom, and i did it with the bros
i came a long way from apartments, posted by the corner store
i came a long way from the projects, [?]
and, i came a long way, in the process, my heart turned cold

[verse 2]
they say it’s cheaper to keep her, but, no, i don’t want her
i pass the b+tch right to the homies
i keep that heat tucked when i be out grindin’ ’cause i know these n+ggas they wanna come hole me
i rather do this sh+t all by my lonely
all by myself, no, i don’t need a army
i’m blowin’ purple baby like it’s [?]
i smoke ’bout thirty n+ggas up in [?]
try to say that i drip like a n+gga from harlem
told my team that it’s over, let’s go change the council
and, i’m ’bout to lean over while geeked up, i’m on lean
my lil’ n+gga should’ve did what i taught him
got that lean by the case, couple cases, i caught it
brand new i8, i’ma give a deposit
[?] cookin’ up [?] just to fill up this pocket
f+ck it up and it spray, i don’t want ’em to drop it
four+hundred racks, f+ck that up in the club
i know she got my back, ain’t no motherf+ckin’ hug
stead sippin’ on act’, that’s a two double cup
i’ma count up these racks while i do all these drugs
now, my neck and wrist wet like a swimmin’ pool
i done traded the ‘vette for a two+door coupe
swear it’s so many b+tches, it’s hard to choose
i still go to the […]



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