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Roddy Ricch
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F**kin’ yo b*t*h at the park Lookin’ real fresh, Gucci socks Snortin’ all the jet, all the rocks I be shootin’ 3’s with the rock You know that I ain’t never gettin’ rocked Pour up the champagne girl, you know that i’m Kraaaaay-Z Wanna get a 12 inch d**k, just follow me baaaaaby You say my money’s old, I got the rack-racks And you wanna get the code, but your sh*t’s wack I won't never sell my soul, unless her a** fat If you wanna f**k the bro, don’t have a heart attack Imma hit that, make it go plat (PLAT) Driftin’ in a hot boxed hellcat (DAMN) I be ridin with 3 b*t*hes, no cash back Feelin’ like Harden, Ugly God the water Oh my hoes so plenty, they could be my spotter Oh these white girls wusses, b*t*h go harder (oOh) Family was traditional, had me in a charter Little pigs talk sh*t, leave ‘em bawling I done drive around the city while I’m high, Dodge Charger Get some cops shook near the NYC Harbor Lotta girls study me like they tryna go to Harvard And they act so cute, but they ain’t no charmers Now i’m whippin’ a corvette, fifty grams of weed, now we set I been in the game for a while But I’m still disrespected like a second child
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