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ro ransom - all dogs go to heaven lyrics

[intro: ro ransom]
ay, yeah, ay, yeah
woo, uh
future sh-t, uh, yeah

[verse 1: ro ransom]
n-ggas was fronting on me but we’ve seen that before
i just pulled up in some sh-t, you ain’t seen that before
dawg, i was chasin’ that money, we’ve been on the road
i put my life in this sh-t, i can’t take it no more
the world in my hands
my b-tch make me feel like the man
i need franklins and grants, oh
west side sh-t – you won’t understand

[hook: ro ransom]
my god, can you imagine?
two moons since i seen jasmine
she knows how bad i want it
god-d-mn, i need this sh-t
my dawgs all lost without me
this oxy got me drowsy
late night, i’m all alone
playing “lord knows” in the whip, yeah

[verse 2: sylvan lacue]
underground kings on this underground scene (king sh-t)
f-ck who you checking for, we running episodes
might look like i can, these cameras won’t let it show
don’t let this game muzzle you hidden agendas
boy, don’t get too comfortable, this ain’t the huxtables
and i’ma need two to three racks to at least come and f-ck with you
huh, and that’s if i f-ck with you
drowning a vision, a b-tch to accustomed to
oh, yeah, you did it but it ain’t untouchable
big-up your princess like she ain’t un-f-ckable
huh, the good ones go if you wait too long
but i can turn saint to a sinner, let her roll with a winner
it’s much different of a dream to one, it’s just facts, bro
wise up, sink full of dishes, you payin’ tuition (you payin’ tuition)
i’m paying attention, everything’s changed, i just raised my suspicion (that’s real sh-t)
thought i was trippin’
coming to grips with the cost i was given
i question that sh-t, guessing it’s time to invest in that sh-t

[verse 3: ro ransom]
all my b-tches got the molly nose
model sweat on my follicles
godd-mn, i’m so hot i’m cold
four bands bet i’m coppin’ clothes
debit cards, got a lot of those
hoes chase like the pot of gold
man-eater like hall & oates
say i’ll call but i probably won’t
feel like we got the monopoly
all summer long i was droppin’ heat
feel like can’t n0body stop the team
filippelli, jayex, rob and me
god-d-mn, man, this sh-t too easy
man, i’ll school a n-gga, man, i’m mr. feeny
i’m on ketamine and my n-gga need me
breaking bread there; plate it with linguini
god-d-mn, i’m in all black but she all white like i sold a brick
running round, catch a contact, party all night ’cause we ’bout this sh-t
riverside, that’s my girl’s spot, know she got money ’cause the paintings all on the wall and sh-t
misfits on some baller sh-t, let me talk my sh-t
i been non-stop since november
in the wonderland when there’s cold weather
yesterday’s clothes, i’m a go-getter
n-ggas hatin’ on me but they know better than to mention ro
’cause i got that cut-the-tension flow
four wheel with suspension flow
when the future’s here, boy, the youth is here
time to let it go, n-gga

- ro ransom lyrics

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