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valee & chasethemoney – ducati lyrics

[intro]
60,000 dollar ducati, belt by gucci
chasethemoney, chasethemoney
my b-tch in pucci, i still rock coogi

[verse]
i rock designer this and that, you would too
my b-tch thick, i f-ck her from the back and you would too
these [?], they vintage, two racks, throw a b-tch two racks
got the glock, do that, i was gettin’ top
i’m not no durag, tryna ride my f-ckin’ wave
but you not no brush, i got 26s, they vellanos, brushed
and i poured up some hi-tech in the f-ckin’ crush
my b-tch thick, you look at that, you gon’ have a crush
she not lookin’ back, not gon’ even blush
n-gg-, i erase you for six racks, you gon’ be dust
n-gg-, we got plenty dirty sticks, it won’t be us
my b-tch badder than my ten year old, and he cuss
i pull up on you in a new old-school with no rust
i pull up on a n-gg- with his boo, you know us
give her back and make a b-tch uncomfortable, you know cuffs
his and hers hermes, this her must
2000 at ron of j-pan just for us
it’s a backwood of exotic in my hand, smell like must
and these kicks i got on, i got them from france, not from us
straight a, flipmode, busta bust
i’m in the two door, don’t think i ever caught the bus
n-gg-, you too old to try run up on one of us
60,000 dollar ducati, belt by gucci
my b-tch in pucci, i still rock coogi
smoke exotic weed, sound like it’s mockin’ me
rock designer jeans, they not marked down

[outro]
chasethemoney, chasethemoney
60,000 dollar ducati, belt by gucci
my b-tch in pucci, i still rock coogi

- valee chasethemoney lyrics

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