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rhody major - st. regis lyrics

[intro]
major

[pre+chorus: 24hrs]
woo! can you not be pressed? (pressed)
get you a tom ford dress (dress)
i like to stack up the cake
the cake get big, it look like a wedding (wedding)
come by yourself
them b+tches is pressed, them hoes pathetic (pathetic)

[chorus: 24hrs]
st. regis, ain’t no way you ain’t gon’ f+ck tonight (night)
vs stones, ain’t no way they ain’t gon’ buss tonight (night)
ain’t got no l, lambo truck drive foreign tonight (night)
takin’ these helpers, ain’t no way we goin’ down tonight (night)

[verse 1: gio dee]
if she don’t suck d+ck
that lil’ b+tch she childish, yeah, yeah (yeah, yеah)
say where you wan’ go
then wе fly there private, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
fourtwofour the drip
shoutout to my stylist, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
you think you got budget for it
mhm, i doubt it it, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
i walk through the club
i’m collecting the back+end (mmm, back+end)
shoutout my accountant
she stay on top of my taxes (taxes)
you can’t ball with me
i’m out your bracket (i’m out your bracket)
i don’ made something from nothing
lil’ baby, you know i ain’t average (know i ain’t average)
too much fake love make you hate it, yeah (hate it, yeah)
off the perc just ’cause i’m hurt for real, real (real, real)
got banana clip and get you peel, peeled (peeled, peeled)
i’ve been off the addys and i’m all still, still (yeah, yeah)

[verse 2: gio dee]
still f+ckin’ all of my exes (all of my exes)
if you ain’t gon’ f+ck, then exit
i’m good on any block (any block)
i feel like it’s tetris
when i think my past
this sh+t is depressing (is depressing)
still find my demons like tek it
when you get money
you start to get restless (start to get restless)
never follow trends
i been the one to set it, yeah (set it, yeah)
keep on livin’ until you feel alive again (alive again)
she gon’ f+ck with me ’cause she see benjamins (benjamins)
she know that we bleed money, it’ll never end (never end)
you still workin’ the ziplock
well i got two hoes with me tryna lip lock (yeah)
tell the hoe switch, go flip flop
flex on ’em and my shape is tip top (yeah)
diamonds wet like they kick+box
can’t spend the night, oh no, get kicked out (woah)
’bout to hit the road
ain’t got time for a p+ss time, no (no)

- rhody major lyrics

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