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whit3 boy - 808's lyrics

[verse 1: whit3 boy]
i’mma touch my gain, i’mma go insane
got my 808s meltin’ my brain, got b-ss goin’ and its match made
blasting it like its eighth grade
hey hey can y’all relate? feeling good like a checkmate, its keeping me right wide awake at the shindig like an earthquake

[chorus: whit3 boy]
aye its my 808s never ever take a break, aye i’m laying wide awake waiting till i end the tape
aye its my 808s never ever take a break, aye i’m laying wide awake waiting till i end the tape
my 808s
never ever take a break
its my 808s

[verse 2: cheap saffron]
and i’m sippin’ on you like a fresh batch of kool aid, making all this bread i’mma buy some timbs all suede
suede like the handle on my six shot revolver, bang! ain’t no bb gun but that what i ain’t told her
she think she be out here with her brother making dough, but the realest truth to say is that we in it for the flow
so if you see us on the streets boy it’s best that you know that that 808 be on us like that holy jesus glow

[verse 3: cheap saffron]
chocolate milk, make it big
we be out here in the pig, pig pig piggy bank not big enough for all the dank
lookin’ for ya
workin’ for ya
prayin’ for ya
livin’ for ya
driving through the streets and i don’t feel alone cause my boy got my back, got my wheels dressed in chrome
thats what i like
riding all night
gold grillz so bright, everything is all right
i wanna change the colour of my home
want the walls painted gold and the shower decked in chrome
cause we livin’ like we pimps and i wanna show my money, take me to the zoo cause i wanna buy a monkey

[verse 4: whit3 boy]
rockin’ b-tton up like i’m dg, look at me on the tv
at night time i’m triple z tryna get the words in my memory
these 808s all being played cause i blow up like a b-ss grenade
get me a gl-ss of lemonade cause i look back and i dominate cause i never break and i’m all ears cause i’m not fake ain’t that great
call this hit a big outbreak when i hit the tape and i press play
silver platter, its gourmet
try not to over stay, so i better bounce like the nba
yeah yeah its my 808s

- whit3 boy lyrics

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