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robb reffah - classic (remix) lyrics

[intro]
yeah, it’s d-o-u-b-l-e r
i got a model b-tch, man and she don’t post for likes
she post ’cause it’s right

[verse 1]
funny how n-gg-s envy but whenever admitted
i be friend to the crowd of n-gg-s and i’ll probably regret it (you know)
i overheard some n-gg-s say that rapping was dead
’cause it’s some corndog n-gg-s (you know)
wendy’s with bread
she wearing lingerie, and that outfit see-through
three women i ménage every night like meek do
i just wanna see my name on a f-cking venue
either you at the table with me or you on the menu (i know)
choke you out ’til you see i’m gon’ punk you chump, you my nephew
i want beyonce in the room
hov, i hope that don’t offend you
and do everything except sleep when we in the bedroom
i never save a hoe and you n-gg-s be to the rescue
my n-gg-s military
she heaven-sent, she missionary
so i f-ck that back, got a missionary
she lactose and i’m legend (d-mn)
i know some bad girls wanna come over
but i just rush ’em to the side like a comb-over
i make it rain, i’ll holla at ya when the storm over
i need a record deal and a range rover
she salute me and say: “general, you a [? colder]”
i salute her back, said: “i feel the same soldier”
(the same soldier, yeah i feel the same soldier)
her panties wet, i think she came when i came over
her panties wet, she came when you came over
yeah, i wanna skin on vanilla latte
yeah, i want my food in entrées en picante
yeah, so holla at me ariana grande
yeah, holla at me ariana grande
yeah, it’s robb reffah, man
double r
major melody

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