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ysl rich pablo - baguettes lyrics

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[chorus]
brand new baguettes
diamonds getting big
ran through a check, ran through a check
hundred racks on me ain’t nothing’ less
yo main b-tch yeah give me neck
sipping on sipping on sipping on tec
brand new brand new new patek
brand new brand new new rolex
racks on racks on pop a tag
wipe his nose wipe his nose
wipe his nose wipe his nose
wipe ya nose wipe ya nose
swap me a hoe swap me a hoe
swap em’ hoes swap em’ hoes
brand new gold rose gold
wipe his nose wipe his nose
wipe ya nose wipe ya nose

[verse 1: ysl rich pablo]
yeah i sip and i pop me a perk
yeah i came from the ground from the dirt
yeah [?} put him on a shirt
yeah [?] for a bird
yeah expensive fabric got fur
double up brick talk yeah yeah
gucci bag i got big bag
ex hoe yeah she big mad
yeah come on her face souffle
yeah went and got a check today
yeah i bet against the [?]
yeah bad b-tch gone hit a [?]
yeah in the club and it rain
making it rain, scholar brain
we love to flex, ignoring her texts
i don’t want s-x, give me some neck
yeah big bank roll with a check
yeah went and spilled lean in the benz
yeah im f-cking her and her friends
yeah all of em [?]
yeah she say she a big fan
that’s no cap, no rap cap

[chorus]
brand new baguettes
diamonds getting big
ran through a check, ran through a check
hundred racks on me ain’t nothing’ less
yo main b-tch yeah give me neck
sipping on sipping on sipping on tec
brand new brand new new patek
brand new brand new new rolex
racks on racks on pop a tag
wipe his nose wipe his nose
wipe his nose wipe his nose
wipe ya nose wipe ya nose
swap me a hoe swap me a hoe
swap em’ hoes swap em’ hoes
brand new gold rose gold
wipe his nose wipe his nose
wipe ya nose wipe ya nose

[verse 2: tub2x]
thirty go, diamonds froze
ducking these hoes i get it and go
never a fold i live by the code
still in my zone off these shots of patron
[?] shots to the dome
n-ggas five-o, i can’t talk on the phone
been in my bag like i been on the road
n-ggas been plotting, i’m still on my toes
brand new trap old money
wiping [?] like they stole from me
in the club make it rain with show money
then i left the scene out with your honey
money [?] f-ck the slow money
n-ggas we can’t talk if its no money
i done hustled for it, i done stole money
i can get you knocked off with your money



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