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sunshine rob - illadelphia lyrics

chillin’ on broad, got my eyes low
drive slow
this that kinda ride that make a dyk- blow
hydro, bustin’ down the walls, ou kool aid
want the burger with the shake and fries
pay you tuesday
never spend a night, nah b-tch cost me two days
seeking more than treasure but i never p-ss on booty
better than ya x, mark ya spot
left the treasure map
any n-gga coming after me will know where the f-ck it’s at
did this from a cul-de-sac
n-gga where your culture at
you had chose to hang with rats
i f-ckin’ my got my vulture back
hear that f-ckin’ holster snap
shorty, she not holdin’ back
make it twerk
make it clap with no hands attached

face down, -ss up, b-tch turn around
i’ma grown man, love the sound of you moaning loud
know that p-ssy judge i’m the law, finna lay it down
f-ck the small talk, where them bands
that’s my favorite sound

yea i handle problems but i never catch a break, no
got couple dollars, everybody in ya face, whoah
tried to feed them knowledge but they wouldn’t get a plate, no
f-ck that starving artist sh-t, go and a taste, bro
see the fortune teller, get a statement makin’ withdrawals
now my fortune tell her, walk in naked, oh good lawd
b-tch i play the guitar
and i got a rose, hoe
looking up address and i am pulling up skkrt, yo
i ain’t got no brakes, i’m going through her curves
but she only give a f-ck, when that money comes first

face down, -ss up, b-tch turn around
i’ma grown man, love the sound of you moaning loud
know that p-ssy judge, i’m the law, finna lay it down
f-ck the small talk, where them bands
that’s my favorite sound

- sunshine rob lyrics

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