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letra de christian dior - boofpaxkmooky

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[intro]
yung brando, b-tch

[pre-chorus]
i wanna play so i be in the sky
he say he get money, i know he a lie
i am the king, you call me ally
i’m dressed in dior, n-gga, cover my spine
they lookin’ at me me, man i think he a spy
i just want the blunts, so you know that i’m high
[?] couple runs, just look in my eyes, ha

[chorus]
and my bestfriend, he is christian dior
no b-tching with you, but i know this sh-t boring
i can’t take a ho, so we f-ck in a porsche
i’m ballin’, my n-gga, man, what is the score?
and you don’t know me you thought i was a [?]
i come with yo’ ho ’cause she got me dior
i’m in a trap, like i’m explorin’ (plugg)

[verse 1]
you with yo’ b-tch, [?], man i’m a [?]
i play with your ho, n-gga sound like a toy
yeah i’m christian dior
[?] just like a sore
they stop on thе talking, get hit like a [toy?]
and he stеady watching me, sound like a [toy?]
remember i was broke, i had racks on the floor
then she is sweet, she wear gucci couture
i go to the mall, i don’t shop in the store
[thought?] yo b-tch she so wet, if she ride me like a coy
i can’t take a ho, so we f-ck in a porsche
don’t worry about it, its a big body porsche
my b-tch so dead that she showin’ her organs
been so down man, you know it’s imported
count be bad, bih, you know that’s a [unforested?]
[pre-chorus]
i wanna play so i be in the sky
he say he get money, i know he a lie
i am the king, you call me ally
i’m dressed in dior, n-gga, cover my spine
they lookin’ at me me, man i think he a spy
i just want the blunts, so you know that i’m high
[?] couple runs, just look in my eyes, ha

[chorus]
and my bestfriend, he is christian dior
no b-tching with you, but i know this sh-t boring
i can’t take a ho, so we f-ck in a porsche
i’m ballin’, my n-gga, man, what is the score?
and you don’t know me you thought i was a [?]
i come with yo’ ho ’cause she got me dior
i’m in a trap, like i’m explorin’ (plugg)

[verse 2]
like i’m explorin’
i keep your ho around, but she annoyin’
i’m passing rocks, right through yo door
i’m getting stacks, so i can afford it
she told me to stop, ’cause she can’t keep goin’
[?] give me top, your b-tch keep going
i get yo ass out the way in the morning
thought we met, you boring
i’m smokin’ uh, it f-ck up my lung
i was down bad, i just look at the sun
i look for the money, i’m ready to run
don’t f-ck with me, i count money for fun
i been doin’ sh-t n-gga, can’t tell me nun’
i’m here talking n-gga, son like a bum
she give me top n-gga, sound like a [?]
you do what you can and i do what i want, ha
[pre-chorus]
i wanna play so i be in the sky
he say he get money, i know he a lie
i am the king, you call me ally
i’m dressed in dior, n-gga, cover my spine
they lookin’ at me me, man i think he a spy
i just want the blunts, so you know that i’m high
[?] couple runs, just look in my eyes, ha

[chorus]
and my bestfriend, he is christian dior
no b-tching with you, but i know this sh-t boring
i can’t take a ho, so we f-ck in a porsche
i’m ballin’, my n-gga, man, what is the score?
and you don’t know me you thought i was a [?]
i come with yo’ ho ’cause she got me dior
i’m in a trap, like i’m explorin’

[outro]
yung brando, b-tch
xool on the beat, boy

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