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shad da god - pink roxy lyrics

[chorus]
copping white ice and you know that sh-t pricey
when i wear shoes, gotta drip out the laces
cost a new watch and we goin’ up basic
bust down givenchy, we iced out the faces
i got that glock on my hip, i’m not naked
that drip on that clip, that b-tch hang out that forty
who the really motherf-ckers in this b-tch ballin’?
we the really motherf-ckers in this b-tch ballin’
sippin’ on lean and my throat done got streppy
this sh-t here a blessing, my pint came from texas
all these motherf-ckin’ p-ssing diamonds in my necklace
all these p-ssy n-ggas actin’ like they wouldn’ test me
pink p-ssy, it’s a roxy, i’m drivin’ reckless
pink p-ssy on the b-tch and she like f-ckin’
i’m ridin’ ’round with my shooter and we like bustin’

[verse 1]
yeah, cop some black ice and this sh-t look like africa
play with the mafia, sh-t gon’ get tragical
f-ck on that b-tch, she say my d-ck was magical
chef, chef, they got my bank at the crib from old national
if you got stendo on you then i’m matchin’ you
if you got bankroll on you then i’m matchin’ you
i’ma match what you got n-gga, yeah
b-tch i’m a son just like reebok the cl-ssic
if 12 hit the spot, throw the bricks in the acid
pistol be clean so we keepin’ the plastic
swipin’ the plastic, we scan lots of addict
my family addicts, they smoke on that gas
i got twenty-four pounds in the back of the lair
i got twenty-one drip when i cut on my jack
whoa, i wasn’t that good with my jumper so i had to play with that packs
callin’ my mama, we was stackin’ a stack
with a backwood stuffed crust, nothin’ but that thrax
no venus serena, i f-ck up them racks (f-ck up them racks, yeah)
ain’t no venus serena, i f-ck up them racks
ain’t no [?] but my og cost tax

[verse 2]
i’m ridin’ with my shooter and we like bustin’
air that sh-t out since you want some publicity
it was too easy, we call it simplicity
this that new benz or that amg-63
put on that b-tch on lorenzo like it’s ’93
pulled on the block ’cause i know they were missin’ me
i’m from the nat and the flat where the sixers be

- shad da god lyrics

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