suave the don - cali lyrics
imma bring that lil b-tch out to cali
she think we going on vacation but we trapping
why these n-ggas look at me like they want static
i be dripping in yall faces here’s a napkin
i just got a hundred pounds of gas for 40
i bet all the pats gon make it home before me
it’s gon be a lot of shots you coming for me
50 in the glizzy hit you and your shorty
b-tch im a man of my word
right now i just f-ck with the weed
but hollow at swindles he handle the birds
fronting then p-ssed up my team
i came a long way used to sit on the curb
she said my album is heat i f-cked the lil b-tch
and her man never heard
my k!llas worth all the work
they pull up and put you onto the thirteen
step on the scene my shoes and my jeans and my jacket
and shirt clean
get off your knees i don’t wanna f-ck
if you come off too thirsty
i need a few gs you tripping if you think
you gettin a verse free
i like how she twerking come from me
imma bring that lil b-tch out to cali
she think we going on vacation but we trapping
why these n-ggas look at me like they want static
i be dripping in yall faces here’s a napkin
i just got a hundred pounds of gas for 40
i bet all the pats gon make it home before me
it’s gon be a lot of shots you coming for me
50 in the glizzy hit you and your shorty
b-tch im a man of my word
can’t ride if you ain’t got no ties
4, 5 my waste no lie
couple bad b-tches that wanna slide
big drip on me all times
cut the middle man straight to supply
mom relax everything alright
imma wipe them tear your eyes
i don’t smoke no i don’t get high
told bro lets take his ride
p-ssy [?]
hit it from the back then she gon ride
diamonds shining no lie
imma hit this to the night
in cali about to book my flight
im f-cking on a hooker she nice
she free ain’t come with no price
theres water dripping ice
imma ship them packs overnight
imma shoot you once, twice
shorty got -ss, thights
run with me you lose ya life
i sleep with my pistol in site
i was trapping [?] wasting my life
now im back trynna make sh-t right
i’m gon bring that lil b-tch to cali
she think we going on vacation but we trapping
why these n-ggas look at me like they want static
i be dripping in yall faces here’s a napkin
i just got a hundred pounds of gas for 40
i bet all the pats gon make it home before me
it’s gon be a lot of shots you coming for me
50 in the glizzy hit you and your shorty
b-tch im a man of my word
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