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window pain - crybaby cash & lawson vladimir lyrics

[verse 1: crybaby cash]
yeah, i just got brain from a cougar that b*tch my momma age
but her lil cat it got a tw*ng, i think that p*ssy stank
the whip wasn’t paid, but i still whip that b*tch up in the rain
dumb n*gga think you can buy trust, he bought the b*tch a ring
d*mn, i took a pic with a f*ck n*gga and cropped him out the frame
d*mn, she f*cked up off that rose toy, now she can’t feel a thing
she just want crawfish and poboys, b*tch i don’t do the dates
d*mn, f*ck n*gga let these thot hoes put him up in his place
remember rainy days, seen water drops on window pain
fu hoes be going crazy, seen the crib and get amazed
all of this b*tch friends ugly, i don’t think she got no taste
ad she just want the doctor to put incisions up in her waist
shawty just want keep on fussing, that’s why a n*gga do her bad
you blow out your money on some bottles, how you crash
you calling younger n*ggas big bro, causе you a fan
b*tch, don’t act stupid, you know what go in a fanta
cpn got a 850 credit score, i bl!cked thе phantom
she f*cking just like all these hoes, but she get paid cause it’s on camera
once you see through all the bullsh*t, twin, you gon’ learn to flam ’em
exotic smell so f*cking good, i turn that sh*t into a candle

[verse 2: lawson vladimir]
big ass mansion, neighbors hating, calling 12
b*tch on my body, she say “d*mn lawson, what’s that smell?”
of course she gonna f*ck me, cause i put it on for real
i’m trying to get to that money, this hoe keep trying to chill
knew twin was a junkie when he crushed it up and sniffed the pill
five bedrooms in this b*tch, we did it all without a deal
don’t do no tiktoks, your partner got a fake wristw*tch
toxic b*tch trying to break my windows, had to switch spots
got it out the mud that sh*t was so dirty, i had to switch mops
can’t go on my phone stupid b*tch, i got my sh*t locked
he got the label and the machine behind him, he still flopped
they tried to cool me down six years ago, i’m still hot
one b*tch she tried to slime me out, that sh*t didn’t feel right
got a mouthpiece for these n*ggas, bet you they gon’ still bite
roll up some exotic kick my feet back, i’m living real right
ain’t got no money, he gon’ go to the jeweler and steal the ice
she told me if i play my cards right, i can f*ck tonight
i pop my sh*t n*gga i’m lit this ain’t no candlelight
walk up in neiman marcus, hit them b*tches with the swipe
you broke as sh*t you can’t hit my hoe she the expensive type

- crybaby cash lawson vladimir lyrics

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