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rasheeda - frankie lymon lyrics

rasheeda, yeah, okay

okay, all i smell is lie
walking through the crowd
they know how it is (rasheeda)
’cause they see the crown
n-ggas on a stray, bought last call
he want a menage, so i hear
break a piece of that bod’, gon take the whole thang
he know i got that sauce
i know he got that brain
long night with a good pipe
always get it, take my right
i levitate (sound by), then let him go (green light)

i run it like a relay, flyer than a pj
awesome three dozen sh-t
you can call it andre
these other brawls just p-ssé
they f-ck with me the long way
can’t do sh-t not now’days, if i sold my swag on ebay

please p-ss that rosé, it’s been a long day
’bout to be a long night, and time to get my mind right
so, please p-ss that rosé, sh-t it’s been a long day
’bout to be a long night, and time to get my mind right

ex-ex-ex-cuze me, pour that drink, pour that drink
w-ssup man, you blow that stang, blow that stang
leanin’ on that lymon, call it frank, call it frank
i’m gone n-gga, think i need a shrink, need a shrink

okay, you on winner maybe two
call that double deuce
beans got ’em high, think you need a parachute
bottles back to back (ballin’)
can’t stand the strain (ballin’)
another hit on that [?], and the n-ggas might be (crawlin’)
man, it’s just appallin’ how these hoes act ballin’
their shoot game just cray, back game insultin’
if i speak on it i back it, hot [?] on my jacket
mini dress, no panties, that’s why n-ggas love my flashes
five inch pumps, stayin’ [?] than the clumps
we ballin’ at the trumps, so i let him slap my humps
piece o’ rock, no chaser, while i count this paper
got on so many diamonds they call me elizabeth taylor

i don’t give two f-cks, i told you that befo’
come right here with that bullsh-t, now show you to the door
ya, i don’t give two f-cks, i told you that befo’
come ’round here with that bullsh-t, now show you to the door

- rasheeda lyrics

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