Correction Paroles All She Wrote par Rittz

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There's nothin' more to say
Now that's all she wrote
They thought that I was lost on this lonely road
I'm back up on my feet if y'all ain't know
There's nothin' more to say
Now that's all she wrote

Verse 1:
People see me, they come taking selfies
(?) with the Mustang Shelby
Belt be covered in LVs
Got that melted butter lobster tail meat
Drip, drip, drip, drip on her belly
Sippin' Jameson and Bailey's
Bust thru the ceilin' built up on me
I destroyed what you're constructin'
I ignore what you're instructin',  shit was planned out
Start a record label, everything was in house
(?) stand out front of the orchestra
(?) follow my lead
Hoes spittin' all on my D
Gettin' wetter than a reed in a clarinet
First class seat on a Emirate flight from New Zealand
Sleepin' with a chick speakin' Arabic
24 karat platinum that's (?)
You got (?) say "Fuck you" on Live two times
Like pew, pew, pew, shots fired
Like a Shoofly pie (?)
Cuttin' it before you try to cool it down
I be spillin' all the fillin' inside
Got a militant mind
I would rather settle a vendetta in person
Instead of conversin' (?)
Fightin' like I'm No Mas Chenko
If I was you I wouldn't step inside the ring ropes
The second you'd be Ko'd with your face swole
Seein' stars, dots, leprechauns and rainbows
Hey yo, adios, c'est la vie (?),shalom aleichem
Say goodbye, au revoir
I'm about to take a bow and they kinda twat
Jumpin' out of bounds (?)
Yea-yea-uh yeah

There's nothin' more to say
Now that's all she wrote
They thought that I was lost on this lonely road
I'm back up on my feet if y'all ain't know
There's nothin' more to say
Now that's all she wrote

Verse 2:
People callin' me a future killer
So before you put me on a song you need to reconsider is it gonna be a hit
Or something that'll make you feel belittled
Cuz the people feel embarrassed when they hear you try to keep up with me,I don't know
Let me do my own style homie, slow it down
This is not a fast rap contest
In fact if that's what you gathered
After you hear me rap then you really haven't grasped on yet
Here's a bad comment
If the word that you see in your mind
That first rhymes with the previous line
You wanna squeeze it in or leave it
When I think of you tried to think of five more rhyme words
You could try to (?)
You'd be a lot better
Like if you start a line with "I got the work"
I would bet every dollar in my wallet you
Would try to make it rhyme with "I got the herb"
And got caught by officers
Doctors for concerned
Mockingbird monitors, binoculars, thermometers
Watch the girls on TikTok twerk
You never thought to search
I give away free game, that's free of charge
Get a rental car from the Enterprise
Turn the speakers on, lit another bleazy up
Until the smoke is pourin' out the Chevy Equinox
I started seein' shit like Ethan Hawke again
When Denzel Washington offered him wet cigarettes
That was dipped in that water water
The dirty cops in Alonzo's Monte Carlo
...

There's nothin' more to say
Now that's all she wrote
They thought that I was lost on this lonely road
I'm back up on my feet if y'all ain't know
There's nothin' more to say
Now that's all she wrote

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