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tony kantana - slept in the rarri lyrics

intro

yeah i got so rich had 2 take that b+tch to balenciaga, balenciaga she like soccer what a shocker im not proper

hook

yeah, yeah i fit so good in that b+tch i might just take a nap uh, she told me some counterfeit but that sh+t was too cap

had to go get my money so that sh+t was a lap had to go get my money so that sh+t was a nap, if that n+gga run up on me dead i got my strap

yeah where that n+gga going he be dead and that’s no cap where that n+gga going you’ll never see him again there is no point of ever keeping a friend

verse

yeah (whistle)
rockstar in this b+tch (b+tch) i might takе a trip (yup) all my b+tches l!ck (yeah) on my f+cking d+ck (i got em) my b+tch do thе splits yeah oh sh+t
yeah oh sh+t (woo) i’m a rock star in this b+tch (yeah) f+cking her in my cardigan i wouldn’t f+ck that broad again tryna condemn b+tch i’m smarter than you (whistle)
b+tch i know i’m the sh+t i don’t need no tp when you couldn’t flip a brick

hook

yeah i fit so good in that b+tch i might just take a nap uh, she told me some counterfeit but that sh+t was too cap
had to go get my money so that sh+t was a lap had to go get my money so that sh+t was a nap, if that n+gga run up on me dead i got my strap

yeah where that n+gga going he be dead and that’s no cap where that n+gga going you’ll never see him again there is no point of ever keeping a friend

verse 2

b+tch (whistle) i’m the 1st round pick (yeah) you mercedes b+tch (you a lame chick) i’m the sh+t

i don’t need no help when i did this when i was broke i did this sh+t and i’d knew that i would get so rich all these n+ggas cap cap, cap, cap counterfeit
all these n+ggas whack (what?) miss with that sh+t (goofy ass b+tch) goofy ass you a stupid b+tch and sh+t so stupid fake ass crip

hook
yeah i fit so good in that b+tch i might just take a nap uh, she told me some counterfeit but that sh+t was too cap

had to go get my money so that sh+t was a lap had to go get my money so that sh+t was a nap, if that n+gga run up on me dead i got my strap

yeah where that n+gga going he be dead and that’s no cap where that n+gga going you’ll never see him again there is no point of ever keeping a friend

- tony kantana lyrics

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