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letra de that's a check - future

[intro]
pluto!
dy on the track
south i’m ’bout to go crazy
808 mafia

[hook: future]
bl–dy goyard that’s a check
this bad ethiopian gave me becky (i swear to god)
you see the way i talk, that’s a check
this blonde ghetto broad gave me becky
my crip done bought the ‘ouie worth a checky
and my venezuelan, gave me becky
credit card fraud, bustin’ checky
diamonds shining all on my necklace (on my neck)

[verse 1: future]
i got n-gg-s dying for this (dying for this gang sh-t)
i just wanna shine for this (i just wanna skrr)
ain’t gone waste no time in this (i can’t waste no time, time)
i done did some crimes in the streets
i told you from the jump its one thou
i could throw that up and make a pile
i just made a bad b-tch pout
hoes catch an att-tude for this cash (woo!)
tell me what she wanna do for this bag
p-ssy so good, girl you ain’t gotta ask
make a n-gg- spend a check on that -ss
make a n-gg- spend a check on that -ss

[hook: future]
bl–dy goyard that’s a checky
this bad ethiopian gave me becky
you see the way i talk, that’s a check
this blonde ghetto broad gave me becky

[verse 2: rick ross]
i put the rollie on 5:30 in the morning (woah)
i really want it, i forgot i even bought it (woah)
buy the block and i’ma die to pay the mortgage (woah)
dead broke, you still alive, it’s rigamortis (woah)
i got the choppers so don’t make me get deported (woah)
i got the scoop, they say ya clique should get extorted
i got the bentley coupe, g-wagon, and the porsche
a n-gg- rich, the b-tches brag on the boss sh-t
my condolences, i heard about your losses
k!lling these n-gg-s, ricky ross about to floss it
i got her p-ssy popping on my triple beam
black bottles or you know we sipping lean
drinking the yellow or the red, i want the green
on leather seats, and i’m on promethazine
lamborghini’s back to back, look like a car race
hundred room mansion, now i think i’m scarface (boss)

[hook: future]
bl–dy goyard that’s a checky
this bad ethiopian gave me becky (i swear to god)
you see the way i talk, that’s a check
this blonde ghetto broad gave me becky
my crip done bought the ‘ouie worth a checky
and my venezuelan yeah, gave me becky
credit card fraud, bustin’ checky
diamonds shining all on my neck

[verse 3: future]
all gl-ss white house, sleeping with the toolie
bad b-tch by the pool, looking like a movie
5:30 a.m. putting all my rings on
i took your b-tch, and gave her back to ya, i’m king kong (super!)
chandeliers in the background, on the ceiling
make sure before i die, my n-gg-s got a million
these b-tches chasing me like i’m a dream
i’m married to freebandz, that’s forever
i got floyd pulling up at the house on a yacht
i’m a millionaire and i’m havin’ way with these thots
pull a chopper, put a few dracos in them spots
you was coolin’ off, and i was warming up, now i’m hot
i got b-tches like new shoes, they don’t come out
i got shooters gonna make the news if they pop out
too many diamonds on, they got me snowboarding
tell ya f-ck the kid, but ain’t got nun’ to show for it

- future

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