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rob $tone - uncle ben lyrics

[verse]
bake up when i wake up, get my cake up
and if i want your b-tch then that’s a layup
diamonds in my lemon, turn the face up
and n-gg- i’m a opportunist, i need paper
thank you come again, don’t come again
n-gg-, i finessed your mans out all his bands
now that n-gg- mad, thought we was friends
n-gg- ain’t gon’ do a thing, you ain’t got hands
bad b-tches, only f-ck with tens
d-mn my gucci denim cost ’bout ten
i been popping bottles with my friends
all these f-cking models want my kids
henny lemonade, that’s uncle ben
bro, keep all that whole sh-t from within
kickin in the door by where you live
if he owe me chips [i need the rent]
press up on his -ss, i got a lesson for his -ss
i put the tech up on the fence, yea n-gg-, got me f-cked up
checking on the bag they give me, ask her not to crash
i came directly for the cash, these people got me f-cked up
give me all the power
this all me, don’t need the powder to
just my ring cost a few thousand
you’s don’t wanna see what’s coming
used to be straight b-mming
now my wrist is f-cking flooded and
my f-cking d-ck is c-mming on a sl-tty b-tch from london
i get gas up in my blood and i’m gon’ stack me up some hundreds
so just rack me up, my senses f-cked up, you won’t even touch it
yea, this one you won’t even touch it
give me all the power
this all me, don’t need the powder to
just my ring cost a few thousand
you’s don’t wanna see what’s coming
used to be straight b-mming
now my wrist is f-cking flooded and
my f-cking d-ck is c-mming on a sl-tty b-tch from london
yea, this one you won’t even touch it

- rob tone lyrics

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