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letra de buy it all - count klassy

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[intro]
count kl-ssy
here we go!
we gonna buy it all
we gonna buy it all
we gonna buy it all, ”whoa whoa whoa whoa”

[chorus]
my boss is tripping, all week i’m hustling;
tonight we going out for a friday day night ‘f-ck yeah!’
my paycheck’s in the bank, i make the final call
we gonna buy it all
gucci, tru, louis
we gonna buy it all
prada, gotta, hurry
we gonna buy it all
gucci, tru, louis
we gonna buy it all
prada, gotta, hurry

[verse 1]
i’m getting gucci here yeah! fetching fendi there, i’ve got my brands on and ‘nah b-tch i won’t share!
i’m cruising in the fast lane, ain’t looking for that big fame
just want to pay my monthly, compete in this rat game
i want that lamborghini, i want my diamonds sparkling
sipping my g-y martini, i’m getting valet parking
i’m tired of all this sh-t, time to write a hit, whoa!
gimme a line, gimme a dance, sink or swim f-ck it lets dance,

 turn up the heavy b-ss and get that booty poppin’
what is this latest craze, the count is here the club is hoppin
’
i find my vip, i’m on the love potion!
got boys in my crew not like like f-cking frank ocean
god d-mn! take a breath and slow it down
i’m ain’t a king but i want a jewel studded crown
“your ego!” they talk, “you crazy!” they say, but who give a sh-t as long as it’s still pay day!

[chorus]
my boss is tripping, all week i’m hustling;
tonight we going out for a friday day night ‘f-ck yeah!’
my paycheck’s in the bank, i make the final call
we gonna buy it all
gucci, tru, louis
we gonna buy it all
prada, gotta, hurry
we gonna buy it all
gucci, tru, louis
we gonna buy it all
prada, gotta, hurry

[verse 2]
don’t want the simple life unless i’m with paris, popping molly we emperor and empress
e, e, e, e, enjoy every b-mp 
’cause we, we, we runnin’ like we forrest gump
“run forest run!”, i see you coming back for a little fun
she’s with my crew, eh you want a quick lay?
 [h-ll naw] “you ugly!”
she say

 you showing dollar bills but she ain’t a stripper
you keep on touching her, to please your little dipper
i see you creeping her, you coming up strong
she says no you got no flow, you need consent don’t do her wrong!
god d-mn! take a breath and slow it down
i ain’t a king but i want a solid gold crown
now where’s the cash bar? i need some alcohol!
what do we want b-tch?
i say we buy it all!

[chorus]
my boss is tripping, all week i’m hustling;
tonight we going out for a friday day night ‘f-ck yeah!’
my paycheck’s in the bank, i make the final call
we gonna buy it all
gucci, tru, louis
we gonna buy it all
prada, gotta, hurry
we gonna buy it all
gucci, tru, louis
we gonna buy it all
prada, gotta, hurry

[outro]
we gonna buy it all, “whoa whoa whoa whoa”
we gonna buy it all
we gonna buy it all

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