reylu – i want lyrics
she a groupie she a thot, its okay i still f+cked
pick her up in my car, i’m a demon call me fiend
we ain’t friends i want top, i’m a king
i want this i want that and i’m rich, i ain’t broke f+ck a check
i just pulled up on a b+tch, i can’t sleep ride my d+ck
up in my crib with them 40’s on deck
all of my shooters they work for the check
yeah, blue, blue blue, blue
blue are my bills, i ain’t writing no checks, aye
yeah, f+cking on shawty then move to the next
surfing the wave i want bags, i just want m’s i want cash
groupies and weed is a blast, whipping that foreign ain’t last
peep all my diamonds, they flash
f+cking with me you get checked, giving no pass
bodies on bodies on bodies on bodies
faded off jane and she slob on my johnny
aye, n+ggas be running from smoke, yeah
tripping they run from the smoke, yeah
taking they b+tch i’m a goat, aye
yeah, all of these hoes they wanna float
chokers is gripping my neck, anemic i can’t feel my hand
she a groupie she a thot, its okay i still f+cked
pick her up in my car, i’m a demon call me fiend
we ain’t friends i want top, i’m a king
i want this i want that and i’m rich, i ain’t broke f+ck a check
i just pulled up on a b+tch, i can’t sleep ride my d+ck
up in my crib with them 40’s on deck
all of my shooters they work for the check
yeah, blue, blue blue, blue
blue are my bills, i ain’t writing no checks, aye
yeah, f+cking on shawty then move to the next
i’m just out my mind, i can’t waste no time, i’m just out my mind
aye, word, pop a bean then grind
eating that p+ssy like dyk+, arching her back i ain’t nice, what
okay, sipping that lean when i drink, mixing it dirty with sprite
ice in my cup it’s just right, she see all diamonds she pipe
i can’t be loyal ain’t right, married to fame and my ice
she a groupie she a thot, its okay i still f+cked
pick her up in my car, i’m a demon call me fiend
we ain’t friends i want top, i’m a king
i want this i want that and i’m rich, i ain’t broke f+ck a check
i just pulled up on a b+tch, i can’t sleep ride my d+ck
up in my crib with them 40’s on deck
all of my shooters they work for the check
yeah, blue, blue blue, blue
blue are my bills, i ain’t writing no checks, aye
yeah, f+cking on shawty then move to the next
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