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letra de 16 - benjicold & vonte*

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oh my gosh, vonte
benjicold, why you icy?
i got xangang
got neimxn
got vonte, got me, n-gg-

[chorus: vonte-]
baby, where you wanna go?
let’s go run up some dough
i got 16 in the d-mn pole
please don’t hit me ain’t ’bout dough
don’t sip no whisky pour me a four
she want to kiss me i’m like no
can’t stay with me you gotta go
i’m serving the whitney like my n-gg- joe, yeah
count up i need more
count up i need more, yeah
count up i need more
count up i need more, yeah
count up i need more
count up i need more, yeah
count up i need more
count up i need more

[verse 1: vonte-]
yeah, coolin’ with benji
ha, counting some benji’s
i need the bands you know, ha
ball out, yeah, two-four, ha
let’s go count some dough, ha
let’s go count some bread
hit the back door, oh i just seen the feds
[?] who this .40 gon catch, ha
these n-gg-s clones
i know that these n-gg-s broke
i know he ain’t got no money
and his n-gg-s funny
that lil boy he b-mmy
and his b-tch so dusty
look like he is musty
backwood full of musty

[chorus: vonte-]
baby, where you wanna go?
let’s go run up some dough
i got 16 in the d-mn pole
please don’t hit me ain’t ’bout dough
don’t sip no whisky pour me a four
she want to kiss me i’m like no
can’t stay with me you gotta go
i’m serving the whitney like my n-gg- joe, yeah
count up i need more
count up i need more, yeah
count up i need more
count up i need more, yeah
count up i need more
count up i need more, yeah
count up i need more, ha
count up i need more

[verse 2: benjicold]
lil n-gg- i’m 16, yeah, uh
ice on me bling bling
i got a lil b-tch and she sing sing
i went to tokyo then i got lean lean
[?]
feel like michael jackson, hee-hee
i just want all the d-mn cheese
i walk in the trap and i shoot like i’m kobe
i’m in the car, oh sh-t, my windows tinted
i f-ck your b-tch, haha, then i f-cking finish
i wake up in the morning, yes, the bag i get it
all this [?] like a d-mn [?]
but i just want the f-cking bag
i make beats and i got to go to cl-ss
i can never be a f-cking slow -ss
she so broke, n-gg-, go get the cash

[chorus: vonte-]
baby, where you wanna go?
let’s go run up some dough
i got 16 in the d-mn pole
please don’t hit me ain’t ’bout dough
don’t sip no whisky pour me a four
she want to kiss me i’m like no
can’t stay with me you gotta go
i’m serving the whitney like my n-gg- joe, yeah
count up i need more
count up i need more, yeah
count up i need more
count up i need more, yeah
count up i need more
count up i need more, yeah
count up i need more, ha
count up i need more

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