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quando rondo - rollin' lyrics

[intro: quando rondo]
(kutta, cut that sh+t up, man)
i wanna take a trip to mars with ’em
(bos goin’ crazy)
qrn, yeah

[chorus: winter rae, winter rae & quando rondo]
cross your heart, don’t let this die
say you’ll never leave my side
stick with me, there ain’t no folding
’cause you know how we rollin’
yeah, yeah, you know how we rollin’
yeah, yeah, ’cause you know how we rollin’

[verse 1: quando rondo]
it ain’t matter what they say ’cause you the baddest in my eyes
matter fact, the most prettiest i seen in my life
won’t ride, you ‘posed to ride, you told me that, you lied
i gave you tissue for your eyes every time i seen you cry
now every time i look around, ain’t n0body by my side
and every time you hit my line, i came through just in time
i wish that i could press rewind, i should’ve listened to the guys
my heart been broke too many times, would you love me without a dime?
rockstar lifestyle, i just might not make it
i ain’t been with her in a while, wonder if she’d still take me
n0body kept it way realer with her, these other n+ggas fakin’
you know i’d run up that skrilla with her just for her to go take it (ayy, yeah)
[chorus: winter rae, winter rae & quando rondo]
cross your heart, don’t let this die
say you’ll never leave my side
stick with me, there ain’t no folding
’cause you know how we rollin’
yeah, yeah, you know how we rollin’
yeah, yeah, ’cause you know how we rollin’

[verse 2: quando rondo]
nights like this, i be all in my feelings
times like this, i wish i had a hunnid million
all the things i did, i done asked her for forgiveness
i broke the bank on this chick, you can’t say that i ain’t real, yeah
airplane mode, i’m goin’ home, do not disturb
tryna put my bros before the hoes ’cause she done left on the curb
you been the reason i been sober, but now i’m back sippin’ this purple
you got me dancin’ to the radio, sorta like you got served (ah)
i pray to god that i get older off a corner where it’s murder
i do this sh+t for my lil’ soldier in the gutter like a turtle
self+made, self+paid, i ain’t never been a worker
so many women on my page, but all for you, girl, i done curved ’em

- quando rondo lyrics

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