letra de writing my vows - bazel 3d
bro just got out, we don’t do nothing for clout
hoe don’t be running yo mouth
real street kings from the south
chasing money while lil bro in the clouds
trynna get high as a cloud
playing my music so loud
she say i belong to the streets, so i’m writing my vows
bro just got out, we don’t do nothing for clout
hoe don’t be running yo mouth
real street kings from the south
they just let graylon up outta that cell
god gon make sure that the real gon prevail
i pray and repent, i’m not going to h-ll
i know they don’t wish me well like lucci
all of this pain made me colder than sushi
i get wiser as i get older like master roshi
she covered in green got her feeling like yoshi
girl you a queen
girl you look good in them jeans
we can raw off a bean
eat you for breakfast like hot jimmy dean
girl you my lover, this ain’t billy jean
bro just got out, we don’t do nothing for clout
hoe don’t be running yo mouth
real street kings from the south
chasing money while lil bro in the clouds
trynna get high as a cloud
playing my music so loud
she say i belong to the streets, so i’m writing my vows
bro just got out, we don’t do nothing for clout
hoe don’t be running yo mouth
real street kings from the south
pierre up in paradise
i’m in atlanta eating shrimp and calamari fried rice outta benihana
living lavish sipping bahama mama
on the grind trynna run up these commas
sending money and prayers to the bahamas
when she go to sleep, she don’t wear no pajamas
she so fine got that bomb like osama
told her we should fall in love, then have a baby like shaun and asana
give her a kid got her moaning ohana
smoking this fruit while she eat the banana
let’s take a trip out to florida
you not a dime, you a quarter
double that and some
i love it when you call me handsome
i been putting in work trynna run up these bands
you be tying my hands up making them s-xy demands
baby you know i’m the man
baby you know i’m the man
bro just got out, we don’t do nothing for clout
hoe don’t be running yo mouth
real street kings from the south
chasing money while lil bro in the clouds
trynna get high as a cloud
playing my music so loud
she say i belong to the streets, so i’m writing my vows
bro just got out, we don’t do nothing for clout
hoe don’t be running yo mouth
real street kings from the south
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