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rudolph thesound - all on me lyrics

pop the p-ssy all on me, pimped up the roly on me, solo beats can’t hear anything, turn it up if you’re feelin’ me. pop the p-ssy all on me, pimped up the roly on me, solo beats can’t hear anything, turn it up if you’re feeling me

yeah i be smokin’ on that gas
got cash to make it last
these girls will run you mad
while twerking all that -ss
but that don’t bother me
while i smoke this weed
theirs plenty keef on it
now tell me what you think

pop the p-ssy all on me, pimped up the roly on me, solo beats can’t hear anything, turn it up if you’re feeling me. pop the p-ssy all on me, pimped up the roly on me, solo beats can’t hear anything, turn it up if you’re feeling me

i told bae to f-ck it up while we smoking this blunt
she told me “daddy it’s too much”
i told her come hit this blunt
and you know what she f-cked it up
and you know what she f-cked it up
cookie you know i f-cked it up
cause you know i’m what’s up

pop the p-ssy all on me
all on me
solo beats can’t hear anything
hear anything
pimped up with the rolly on me
pimped up, pimped up
turn it up if you’re feelin‘, me
turn it up if you’re feelin’ me

pop the p-ssy all on me, pimped up the roly on me, solo beats can’t hear anything, turn it up if you’re feeling me
pop the p-ssy all on me, pimped up the roly on me, solo beats can’t hear anything, turn it up if you’re feeling me

i got the dulce and cabana
while i’m right beside ya
armani and the prada
is always all around ya
hearts like a drug dealer
always coming late ain’t
supposed to pick a favorite
i’ll fly then catch em later

why can’t you notice me?
with all the lights on me
this worlds with no powers
don’t even, even know what you think
gasoline to even out the gas to the porsche
finna get the keys laying over on the porch
n-gga didn’t know a milli laying on the floor
now i got the keys to the road and a million to blow
why is it hard to see, with billboards of me?
money flowin’ ain’t got time to play games
cause a n-gga tryna fight hard for fame
this sh-t isn’t even easy can you see?
all the million fans all over me
this could be your life why can’t you see?
what the f-ck are you waiting on baby?
in the club looking fine that’s my baby
puppy-eyed, like a dime
diamond baby, +99 you can get it all the time baby
at the crib or the benz skies the limit baby
ain’t c-cky just tryna to keep it real with ya
quit your 9 to 5 girl it’s a new season
whisper some sweet sh-t in your ear
i just want to love inside ya

- rudolph thesound lyrics

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