Correction Paroles Ain’t Nothing New par GeeYou

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Feel like Rich Homie, ooh, ooh, ooh
Slide when we shoot
f**k 12, yeah, they took all my goons
And the pain, yeah, ain't nothin' new

Missionary VV's on the rose gold
Yeah the kid young, but feel so old
Streets so cold
Back on the road, double cup need my Styrofoam
Like a beautiful rose, she [?]
Phone keep ringing, I guess the kid stay winnin'
Tryna see if you're mine, you're wit' it
Smokin' green no spinach
First date let's kick it, it's good vibes so quick
And we litty, and we [?]
Thumb in her butt, yeah [?]
We top floor at The Shard, sippin' Mai Tai's
Two C's on the crep, uh
I'm the last standing, count bands, arithmetic
[?], but this stick gon' hit
Fiends for the clout, they can gеt a fix

Feel like Rich Homie, ooh, ooh, ooh
Slide whеn we shoot
f**k 12, yeah, they took all my goons
And the pain, yeah, ain't nothin' new
Water on water
Free my bro Rich [?]
You want the Coke ahora
From the boarder, put my youngest boy in the pack in the [?]
Or a captain, I'm the captain
We gon' pack 'em, wack him, yeah shells in the MAC, yeah
Suit and tie for the opps, so tragic
Blast it, pack it, packs I manage
Leave a n***a turned a memory
Uh, Glock carry dementia
And when I plot in the lab, feel like Dexter
I'm pullin' on her hair
Exotic smoke imma exhale
Just reload Dorchester, brick in the hotel
She wit' me, she won't tell
It was broke, or you make sells
Or drive a squad, gather intel

Feel like Rich Homie, ooh, ooh, ooh
Slide when we shoot
f**k 12, yeah, they took all my goons
And the pain, yeah, ain't nothin' new

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