letra de cloudsurfer - k suave
[intro]
luca, get off the phone
hey, armaan, am i invited?
[chorus]
woah, woah, woah, woah
woah, ayy, ayy
yeah, i just got some diamonds
i just spend a lot of cash, yeah, i get a lotta cash
i get a lotta racks
got tats all on my neck, d-mn
got your girl on her knees, she gon’ suck me, watch me bless her
you can’t sit in my whip, b-tch, this expensive leather
she can’t imagine life without me, i keep her together
she wanna hop on that d-ck
she wanna know my info, i just be f-cking that b-tch
i told her ass to go low, she do what simon says
i’m jumping from the top rope, she call me rob van dam
watch how i flex, she tryna text mе
your b-tch a freak, she tryna suck my sunny d
i got money on my mеntal, baby, i’m counting up green
i be beating that p-ssy up in the ring-ding-ding
[verse]
yeah, d-mn, smoking on dope, i can’t see
i got a bad lil’ foreign b-tch, only thing she know weewee
couldn’t tell she was cute, she had a mask on, we on quarantine
i be dunking two b-lls in your b-tch like javale mcgee
i just booked her a flight for next week, that b-tch gon’ f-ck on me
i don’t like when them hoes up in my crib, you gotta get an airbnb
i don’t post my main hoes on ig ’cause these n-ggas thirsty
back then i was broke, but now i walk around with like forty g’s
money rule the world, them hundreds make her twirl
balling on n-ggas like i’m derrick
my diamonds colorful like a parrot
i’m with some hoes out in maryland
but my b-tch a dime, she a ten
my ex b-tch hit me, she got a man
she wanna make love and have a kid
spitting game to your b-tch, she don’t know my lingo
this a lambo’ truck, this not a durango
i’m riding ’round in canton with two heats and hendoo
she don’t wanna be around me, my n-ggas in the field like django
call of duty, get hit with the scope
[chorus]
woah, woah, woah, woah
woah, ayy, ayy
yeah, i just got some diamonds
i just spend a lot of cash, yeah, i get a lotta cash
i get a lotta racks
got tats all on my neck, d-mn
got your girl on her knees, she gon’ suck me, watch me bless her
you can’t sit in my whip, b-tch, this expensive leather
she can’t imagine life without me, i keep her together
she wanna hop on that d-ck
she wanna know my info, i just be f-cking that b-tch
i told her ass to go low, she do what simon says
i’m jumping from the top rope, she call me rob van dam
watch how i flex, she tryna text me
your b-tch a freak, she tryna suck my sunny d
i got money on my mental, baby, i’m counting up green
i be beating that p-ssy up in the ring-ding-ding
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