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letra de corner suite - babyface ray

[intro]
yeah
uh, uh
read what the f-ck goin’ on (okay, k money)
yeah
from this point on, n-gga (live from the)
call me face mob (live from the)
yeah
back in the corner too with this sh-t

[chorus]
i hop in at full speed, i’m goin’ straight to the top
we got liquor in rotation, practice breakin’ for thots
every glizzy got a switchy, they can’t get ’em from the shop
you ain’t spend at least a twenty, i ain’t wastin’ my time
i hop in at full speed, i’m goin’ straight to the top
i got liquor in rotation, practice breakin’ for thots
every glizzy got a switchy, they can’t get ’em from the shop
and they ain’t spend at least a twenty, then i ain’t wastin’ my time
[verse]
i see envy whеn they talk, i see hate in they еyes
man, i hate when that b-tch talk, i like her better face down
all that playin’, ain’t no talkin’, let the draco’ make sounds
gotta keep it incognito, movin’ weight through they town (shh)
hmm, yeah, yeah, ayy, bendin’ corners early, swervin’, servin’
my young n-ggas purgin’, caution, man, i know you heard me
sippin’ dirty, feelin’ like i’m birdie, mix it with the perkies (turnt)
sticks on while you workin’
get a job, this sh-t you doin’ ain’t even worth it
goin’ in like i got motherf-ckin’ curfew
money to my auntie, to my nieces and my nephews
once you play it wrong, i’ma dead you
i left your ass on read too
granny say, “why you always got red juice?”
white paint, seats red too, all my racks is blue
all y’all raps is cap
got the dice, shook and threw a net
phone beatin’, know who got the hookup, feel like blue and black (face mob)
oh, many chains, they like “dang, boy, don’t you rap?”
don’t attach ’em to my name, man, these lames tryna hold me back
i just left the country, i went shoppin’, spent like forty racks
soon as i touch back, i did a show, i made that forty back (right back)
hit a n-gga dm, i’m a demon, where your shorty at?
made that lil’ b-tch cut his water off, i’m drinkin’ all of that (haha)
chill n-gga, coupe chill too, the roof be fallin’ back (shh)
ballin’ on ’em, they don’t stand a chance with they sorry ass
these n-ggas chasin’ rich n-ggas like the b-tches
b-tch, it’s tinted, why don’t you give me head in it? you a vixen
if i was broke, i wouldn’t crack a joke, i’d try to fix it (get money)
i’m tryna figure out if this sh-t fact or this sh-t fiction (fact or fiction)
marble on my— phew, marble on my kitchen (marble on my kitchen)
lv on my white lows, why would i come kick it? (why would i come?)
told her “keep it clean, keep it scentless, keep it sticky” (ooh)
i still rock givenchy with the dogs, this sh-t vintage
make it rain on a lame-ass rapper and k!ll his envy
place an order for ten thousand fake beans since they gremlins
flip it, flip, flip again, yeah, i’m a gymnast
i can grant your wishes, i’m like, “timmy, what you thinking?”
phone won’t stop ringing (uh-uh)
jewels won’t stop blinging (uh-uh)
i ain’t gon’ tell you no lies, i either done or seen it
hard to keep it low, my engine screamin’
hood rich like keemer
bought my b-tch a beamer
know you seen it, all her diamonds fiji (water)
all my n-ggas made men, f-ck do y’all be thinkin’?
you get money, oh, really? they think i’m from cleveland (oh, really?)
i’m up with the sharks and i’m willie beamen (with the sharks)
cups pink, k!lla cam and i really mean it (and i really mean it)
[outro]
yeah, yeah
can i get my wings? can i get my wings?
free pb right here
i don’t charge
i get my sh-t up
you been recording this?
step on the head of lucifer like i’m michael
i done went toe to toe, i’m not excited
i done stepped all in the party, i’m not invited
[?][3:30] feelin’ on [?], i didn’t like it
i could hit ’em with the touch, i did not midas
i can feel it in my gut, i did not
but the devil, you lied to me
tried to be the man, i tried to be
man, f-ck the devil, you lied to me
tried to be the man, i tried to be

- babyface ray

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