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okay - corey st.rose lyrics

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hook*

i told her to pull up with all of her friends

we at telly , the top floor

she wanna get it ,flip it, whip it

shawty be drippin in tom ford

stuck in the road making this bank

i don’t even got no time for her

braden bag fell in with celine

brooklyn n*gga but lit over seas

verse 1*

hunting him down yeah we purging my n*gga

i’m in east , only serve to my n*ggas
shawty she mixing with all of the b*tches

i’m pulling up , baby send me addy

she got her ass done & her tits too

she look like a new b*tch

amiri jeans with versace shades

ima pull up cool shìt

henny bottle broke it right in face

that n*gga looking real toothless

pocket rocket size of my phone

i have it out ima use it

i’m reloaded and tuffing the bank

going ghost pulling up in wraith

drop this album it worth all the wait
n*ggas haters got something to say ?

got my d*ck in their how it taste

roll joe lotta take 1 the face

she model , i f*cks with my shape

i been working & trapping for the days

call me st.rose i’m back in my ways

back to the business im back on bull sh*t

outsiders looking in , they wanted my life

i swear on some hoe sh*t

hook*

i told her to pull up with all of her friends

we at telly , the top floor
she wanna get it ,flip it, whip it

shawty be drippin in tom ford

stuck in the road making this bank

i don’t even got no time for her

braden bag fell in with celine

brooklyn n*gga but lit over seas

verse 2*

back in the row

i’m with gangster we follow the code

i got paper just pass me the toe

more life shout out to my bro’s

push it to the limit all my n*ggas

be winning, pull up to the spot

30 b*tches they be with me

yeah

took her to my spot

give me spot ,she gonna love me yeah

sipping on ciroc f*ck the cops

she gonna hold me down

shooting for the stars

pull up double r

she lookling like nicki let’s minaj

pamamaria tell her hop in the car

hook*

i told her to pull up with all of her friends

we at telly , the top floor

she wanna get it ,flip it, whip it

shawty be drippin in tom ford

stuck in the road making this bank

i don’t even got no time for her

braden bag fell in with celine

brooklyn n*gga but lit over seas

- corey st rose lyrics

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