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letra de trollzz - dj iljano

watch, mhm, glock, mhm, c-cked, mhm, got it, mhm
you need that? i got it, that’s cash in my pockets
that’s cash, 100, you need that? i got it
need it, got it, cash, pockets
bands on me, sticks on me
you need that? i got it, that’s cash in my pockets
that’s cash, 100, you need that?
yeah, she like how i throw them racks, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
keep on throwin’ that cash, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
keep on throwin’ that ass, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
benz truck in the back, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
i know you don’t like me, you wanna fight me
you don’t want no problems at your party, don’t invite me
i don’t worry ’bout you n-ggas, please stop talking ’bout me
always talking ’bout me ‘causе you looking for the clouty
6ix-nina, the 9ine-nina
riding in a two-sеater with two ninas
baby got that aquafina, it’s cocaina
smoking on that og reefer, no tmz-a
forgiatos on a benz truck, make her friends f–k
told her she could get chanel, if she let my friends f–k
stars shining in the rolls royce, it got red guts
wait, hold up, nah, i still don’t give a f–k
vroom, vroom, g5
vroom, vroom, we high
you the type of n-gga that i never wanna be like
you a type of bi–h that will never get a reply
hi, hater, bye, hater, vroom
yeah, she like how i throw them racks, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
keep on throwin’ that cash, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
keep on throwin’ that ass, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
benz truck in the back, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
dollar, dollar bill, come get her
even your man know nickis do it better
i know you don’t like me, you wanna fight me
always on my page, never double-tap, like me
baddies to my left and my right
never chase a corny n-gga, put that on my life
just put it in his face, all this cake, he wanted a taste
we sippin’ on that ace, itsy-bitsy waist, pretty face
yeah, eat it, cookie monster (ooh)
he a slave to this p-ssy, call me master
real wet, i said, “slurp it like it’s pasta”
they get nervous when it’s nicki on the roster (rrr)
somebody usher this n-gga into a clinic
my flow’s still sick, i ain’t talkin’ a pandemic
i write my own lyrics, a lot of these bi–hes gimmicks
they study nicki style, now all of them wan’ mimic
talkin’ ’bout snitches when it’s snitches in your camp
never stand alone, you always itchin’ for a stamp
me, i’m still money, wrists light up like a lamp
they gon’ have to send they best fighter for the champ
racks, i got ’em, mary, i’m poppin’
they keep hatin’, but still watchin’
check the boards, i’m still toppin’
bustdown or plain jane, i got options
it’s a bunch of mini-mes, i’m the one they mockin’
showed you how to get a bag, now you goin’ shoppin’
when i come out, all the sneak bi–hes start plottin’ (plottin’)
when i come out, it’s a sweep, bi–hes start moppin’
yeah, she like how i throw them racks, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
keep on throwin’ that cash, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
keep on throwin’ that ass, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
benz truck in the back, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
watch, mhm, glock, mhm, c-cked, mhm, got it, mhm
if he like it, i throw it fast, real fast, fast, fast
he singin’ my old song yellin’, “ass, ass, ass”
they be speedin’, tryna beat me, then they crash, crash, crash
still a 100 like the number on my dash, dash, dash
that real ass ain’t keep your n-gga home

- dj iljano

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