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lirik lagu glizzy – yrb papii

(hook)
[yrb papii]
i just bought me a glizzy
chain cost fifty
pull up at the club and i’m sippin on whitney
got a bad b*tch and we slidin thru the city
talkin bout money, i be runnin thru plenty

[sammy prince]
yeah yeah
i got bands in my pants
and the chopper make em dance
i been making big plans
i been getting real fans
got a glizzy
fingers stay sticky
i ain’t playing games on these n*ggas
i be picky

(verse 1)
[yrb papii]
skrrrt
speedin off in the whip
seen the red and blue baby so you know i had to dip
real sh*t, chef papii in the kitchen i can whip
and she call me pablo cause i’m steady flippin bricks
buss down, buss down
shorty drop it to the ground
put your hands up on your knees and let me buy another round
got these shots on bust, take the party on the bus
we can jump up in the whip and leave your man up in the dust
i be speedin, drop top head then i’m leavin
louis v belt, gucci shirt with the neimens
f*ckin all these hoes, would’ve thought that i was breedin
i’m just a young dude, gettin lost in the evening
drinking, smoking, getting wavy like the ocean
flippin h*lla packs boy i’m only having potent
living ceo ain’t no room for promotion
diana by my side and she can handle that commotion
let me talk real quick, just listen don’t speak
three hoes this week gettin freaky in the sheets
from the dog pound girl, know ain’t sh*t sweet
i’m a legend girl you said it, i was all up in your cheeks (god d*mn)
don’t say nothin baby, beam on my hip for a youngin feelin crazy
lazy, noddin off lean got me gazin
rip the woo, pop a perc and feel amazing
(hook)
[yrb papii]
i just bought me a glizzy
chain cost fifty
pull up at the club and i’m sippin on whitney
got a bad b*tch and we slidin thru the city
talkin bout money, i be runnin thru plenty

(verse 2)
[sammy prince]
what it do?
i got people on my phone making moves
you been playing give or take with the fools
keep at thottie on my phone, keep a boo
and i hit it from the back, nothin new
and the girlies shake her ass for the crew
big stepper i put jewels on my shoes
now you wanna come around with my dudes
you be playing hide and see while i be runnin the track
i been speedin like a nascar, trap out the pad
cops pullin up, mad whips hittin the gas
mad broads, mad bars and i’m still gettin cash
man i’m still gettin ass
tell your girly to smash
i been speeding for her, homie i don’t care if i crash
me and papii makin classics while they takin a nap
you be all about your savings but your parents do that
now my songs are gettin litty they be wantin the snap
she got itty bitty titties but i’m still tryna smash
keep the city on my back while i’m doin the dash
swervin round town keep a crew with the stash
keep my boo with a bag, somethin new for her man
i don’t want him gettin angry cause we’re just playin tag
i’m havin fun with the gang, spreadin love for the fame
i would tell you all about it but i’m getting some brain
(hook)
[yrb papii]
i just bought me a glizzy
chain cost fifty
pull up at the club and i’m sippin on whitney
got a bad b*tch and we slidin thru the city
talkin bout money, i be runnin thru plenty

(hook)
[yrb papii]
i just bought me a glizzy
chain cost fifty
pull up at the club and i’m sippin on whitney
got a bad b*tch and we slidin thru the city
talkin bout money, i be runnin thru plenty
[sammy prince]
yeah yeah
i got bands in my pants
and the chopper make em dance
i been making big plans
i been getting real fans
got a glizzy
fingers stay sticky
i ain’t playing games on these n*ggas
i be picky

- yrb papii

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