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totw - soul laflare lyrics

way too high, way to high
d*mn i′m so disrespectful (no cap)
yeah i’m going over hundred

the cops is out
so i gotta be careful(uh huh)
yeah i′m pourin’ lean(ok)
sh*t got me stuck(ok)
pop me a perc(ok)
keeping me up
yeah i feel like god is wishing me luck(ok)
they be wondering how it feels to be us
yeah i’m at the top of the world(top of the world)
yeah i get to it(i get to it)
yeah i′m at the top of the world (woah)
i feel like a pimp with these wh0res(woah)
yeah we got these bands we countin′ up (woah)
told me she leaving me that is her choice(woah)
aye these n*ggas be broke as the f*ck(woah)
they be cap on the gram
talkin’ bout they making noise(woah)

she said i′m an assh0l*
cause i only care about money
i only care about money
yeah i’m at yo b*tch house gettin′ comfy
she said she can feel it
feel it in her tummy
i’m f*ckin′ this b*tch and she started running
can’t f*ck with these n*ggas
most these n*ggas undies
if she don’t wanna f*ck
point me to your aunty
i pour up the lean slow
ha i′m back on that act
i got me glock
it knock off ya hat
i got me a glock
and it knock off ya cap
and you mad at yo b*tch doing d*ck in the trap
i′m not your lil friend, i’m not your lil pal
it ain′t no good time unless we got pounds
and she pretty as f*ck she got me aroused
b*tch i feel like the man with all of these bands
i got me a thot that b*tch is a ten
when i’m out in the a, i ride out in a benz
and we cookin′ sh*t up
grab them pots and them pans
ha (woah)
ok(woah)
cmon (woah)
cmon(woah)
cmon(woah)
ok(woah)
cmon(woah)
yeah(woah)
cmon(woah)

way too high, way to high
d*mn i’m so disrespectful (no cap)
yeah i′m going over hundred
the cops is out
so i gotta be careful(uh huh)
yeah i’m pourin’ lean(ok)
sh*t got me stuck(ok)
pop me a perc(ok)
keeping me up
yeah i feel like god is wishing me luck(ok)
they be wondering how it feels to be us
yeah i′m at the top of the world(top of the world)
yeah i get to it(i get to it)
yeah i′m at the top of the world (woah)
i feel like a pimp with these wh0res(woah)
yeah we got these bands we countin’ up (woah)
told me she leaving me that is her choice(woah)
aye these n*ggas be broke as the f*ck(woah)
they be cap on the gram
talkin′ bout they making noise(woah)

- soul laflare lyrics

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