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right on - don toliver lyrics

[intro]
i just told richie we rich

[chorus]
she need it straight out the sh*lls like it’s gucci, louis, or prada (yeah)
how long will shawty blast it, no nirvana?
bookin’ yo’ ‘tel from the game that i’m a part of (yeah)
i’m too elite for them names that you done brought up (yeah)
two hundred thousand in my hand, that’s what i thought of (yeah)
got a couple birds and them bands right when you caught on
they got a couple hoes in that benz, that n*gga right on

[verse]
i’m the judge of this sh*t (judge of this, yeah), no ridin’ wrong when you turn in yo’ tricks (turn in yo’)
tell them “get a crib, then go what you pay for” (crib)
ain’t a lot of money, but i wanna make more (wanna pay)
hid a lot of hunnids, but it’s ass, i hit her low [lmao]
wish she go to pick it up and drop it to the floor
she just wanna take me home, but f*ck it, i don’t know
oh my god, she put it in my benz, i like her love
too low (yeah), p*ssy down the floor (uh*huh*huh*huh)
show me you just love (uh*huh*huh*huh)
show me you ju* show me you ju* (show me) show me you ju* (show me, yeah)

- don toliver lyrics

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