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letra de rizer - bldy rxse

[intro: eastern foreigner & kwabena boachie]
yeaaa n-gga. bldyrxse. comin thru 2500

ohh, excuse these charms dangling off my arms
shiiiitt
i couldn’t stop staring at myself today
asking god why i got oh so fly

[hook: hanz & eastern foreigner]
creflo in my pants, quite the advance
high waters stepping through the debt
(do your dance n-gga)
too uncool, for the groove tell me relax
but these two left feet for victory laps
and imma still make you run it (run it)
then tell your b-tch to go thumb it (count it)
then tell your hood you ain’t from it (nah)
you ain’t bout it bout it (bout it bout it)
you ain’t rowdy rowdy (rowdy rowdy)
you ain’t gang, never was
ain’t no doubt about it (ain’t no doubt about it)

[verse 1: rab]
welcome to the life of players and pimps
where we ain’t all players some n-ggas simps
other n-ggas is players that never came off the bench
wine and dining over lobster and shrimp
i hate seafood
on a dollar diet lets be forreal
no five star meals i’m focused on paying bills (i’m payin’ bills)
in the kitchen i cultivated my sk!lls
i’m a personal chef for the k!ll
still hanging
no reservations, i’m not paying
what dinner? b-tch’ll get cancelled i’m like nino in the carter
a 4 for 4 with a lemonade thats dinner with the carters
mix d’usse up with the lemonade im sippin on a carter
a pull of this leave you weezy f, baby thats tha carter
had to start moving a little smarter
with a zoe that’ll flip 300 like this is sparta
this is something you wanna be apart of
i know n-gga

[bridge: hanz & eastern foreigner]
we still be paddy wagon
imasinachi saggin
hibachi on my salad
with kool-aid in my chalice
you know why we dont bother with the blasé blah
because the models turn our shows into mardi gras

[verse 2: flaire]
level up is the motto (yea)
cowboy on my rocket ship (uhh)
get higher to this bebop (get high)
this beat knock so hard i️t prolly knock the rims out your tires
and set your whole trunk on fire
while you handle that
i’m still lane switchin (what else)
wood grain gripping (what else)
fresh patti on the skinnin
i️ respect the vision (waddup djani)
fly sh-t only
your aim is only this high n-gga (yea uh)
now pardon my back (yea uh)
while i️ hit this pack and lift off
i️ don’t rap
i️ ain’t really got the time for i️t (nah nah)
but when it’s time for i️t
i️ tom ford the rhymes em (designer)
designer bars
cover fees for this hemming
now lemme pin this rose on your linen
live bldy n-gga (yea)

[second bridge: rab, hanz, flaire, fantom limb]
clip bang, cuban link chain, with the mink game
100-million-dollar loose change
(still hanging)
church suit, always first to, never popped blue
say a n-gga never taught you
(still hanging)
glock tight, hit the block right, ‘til the sunrise
wonder if you’ll see your son’s eyes
(still hanging)
threw a bouquet, on a stripper stage, never sip the a
say you always knew the only way
(still hanging)

[outro: fantom limb]
got a lil extra cash in the bank (show em what you got)
easily the opposite from e in the tank (show em what you got)
got some friends and they all down with the plan (show em what you got)
used to be so remote sh-t now you on demand (show em what you got)

- bldy rxse

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