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saint bodhi - flowerchild lyrics

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[intro]
mmm yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 1]
when i get older, i’ma get up out this b-tch
i’ma get rich
my daddy bangin’ on the walls
n-gg- drunk, always throw another fit (oh, no, no)
i go to 95th
south central’s where i live
selling white widow to the kids
lord, get me out this b-tch

[pre-chorus]
feet hit the pavement, sirens are blarin’
crackheads’ll get ya what ya need, how much you payin’?
orange el camino, guns like al pacino
gold chain cost a couple bucks under a c-note
i got this white girl if you need the fix
my n-gg- scopin’ out the next spot to hit the lick
in the nighttime, zombies chill on the 25th
mother mary, please still get me out this b-tch

[chorus]
i’m in that all-black cadillac
hope i don’t die tonight, better watch my back
roll the dice and take a chance
i pray to god sh-t don’t get outta hand
i’m in that all-black cadillac
hope i don’t die tonight, better watch my back
roll the dice and take a chance
i pray to god sh-t don’t get outta hand

[verse 2]
“look, little black b-tch, you ain’t gon’ be sh-t
get up on this pimpin’
i wish you were a boy, you shoulda been a boy
they shoulda took you instead of your mother
i question god why you were even born
i bet you’ll turn into a wh-r-
if you wanna leave, there’s the door”
that’s all i heard
“no one will love you”
a star was born

[pre-chorus]
feet hit the pavement, sirens are blarin’
crackheads’ll get ya what ya need, how much you payin’?
orange el camino, guns like al pacino
gold chain cost a couple bucks under a c-note
i got this white girl if you need the fix
my n-gg- scopin’ out the next spot to hit the lick
in the nighttime, zombies chill on the 25th
mother mary, please still get me out this b-tch

[chorus]
i’m in that all-black cadillac
hope i don’t die tonight, better watch my back
roll the dice and take a chance
i pray to god sh-t don’t get outta hand
i’m in that all-black cadillac
hope i don’t die tonight, better watch my back
roll the dice and take a chance
i pray to god sh-t don’t get outta hand

[bridge]
yeah, all red on my call log
watch the money pile up
b-tch, you shouldn’t run up
you know i got my gun up
number one stunna
oh lord, they comin’ for ya
get your sh-t right
keep the tummy tight

[interlude]
listen, baby
believe in me because i believe in you, so we can believe together
understand that i understand
so what’s understood don’t need to be explained, right?
hit the blade
do it for me, baby

[chorus]
i’m in that all-black cadillac
hope i don’t die tonight, better watch my back
roll the dice and take a chance
i pray to god sh-t don’t get outta hand
i’m in that all-black cadillac
hope i don’t die tonight, better watch my back
roll the dice and take a chance
i pray to god sh-t don’t get outta hand

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