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rickowenshood. - cam.mp3 lyrics

[intro: cam.mp3]
yeah yeah yeah
what? yeah yeah
(beep beep beep beep)

[chorus: cam.mp3]
baby like it when i choke her
poppin out in the rick owens hood
juggin b*tch we stealing all the goods (all the goods)

[verse 1: cam.mp3]
talking to me baby i’m a open book
pouring up till i don’t feel sh*t
shorty tryna tell me quit (quit!)
pleasing in balenci, this expensive s*x (yeah what?)
yeah, lets run away and pop the x x x x (what? woah)

[verse 2: cam.mp3]
i don’t want to f*ck, yeah, i want this love over l*st
if i run with it, yeah, i’ll make a hit
it’s like i’m taking over, i just want to thrust and grab the clutch
mama please adjust to this new life
she ain’t usеd to counting racks
yeah, this a new normal
i ain’t used to running fadеs
stab him in his veins, just to slave away on this music sh*t
yeah, i know it’s meant to be
you just gotta trust in it (trust, yeah, trust, yeah)
you just gotta trust in it yeah (trust, yeah)
b*tches want to talk and talk
yeah, i know we used to f*ck, but you gotta move on
can’t be mad because i’m up now (up up up)
can’t be sad cause i don’t want some
mixing drinks with addy is the way to take the pain away
don’t be talking like we in a rave (what?)
[chorus: cam.mp3]
baby like it when i choke her (hah)
poppin out in the rick owens hood (yeah)
juggin b*tch we stealing all the goods
(what?!)

[verse 3: saeiseverywhere]
yeah, my new chain from hutch yo sh*t from ebay
i just took your b*tch put that hoe up on my dinner plate
i just took yo b*tch yeah i made that b*tch my new bae
i just flew you out like girl what you tryna* (tryna play)
yeah, what you tryna play
i just hit a tag yeah this sh*t gonna spray
pull up with my glock yeah you know it finna spray
so if i pull up on your block, yeah, you better keep your b*tch on lock
cause she might f*ck around and switch up
yeah, we in the club i just stole another gun
yeah, i’m finna smoke this dub then go and steal another one
yeah, lil b*tch i’m too up, yeah, lil b*tch i’m too f*cked up
i don’t want to deal with your sh*t lil b*tch just take this d*ck
you can get to gripping on the stick
i’ma get to clutching on the pole
i’ma get to the weed and start to roll
she just sucked the f*ck out my d*ck
sucked the f*ck out my soul
made some new jeans put them hoes on sale
finna get a hunnid hunnid dollar bills
yeah, i’m with this new b*tch and she from hills
yeah, she want to f*ck all she wanted was some bills
yeah, i took her out to wild bills yeah we eating good
put my fingers in that b*tch, yeah, she from the hood
pulled up in the charger with a bad b*tch
yeah, i got that new rick owens hood

- cam mp3 lyrics

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