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letra de star4ever ! - king kobi

[intro]
yeah, all of these dollars for us
all of these dollars for us
all of these dollars for us (what’s happenin’, chichi?)
all of these dollars for us, yeah
all of these dollars for us

[chorus]
don’t like the fightin’ and fussin’, double r long as a bus
she get to screamin’ and cussin’, make me go fast when she does
she like to ride in the big body, n0body ridin’ but us
changing the climate when i walk in diamonds, all of these dollars for us
[?] at the top of the bed, she wanna ride just because
percocet gеttin’ to my head, i done forgot wherе i was
chop off the top of his head, he done forgot who he was
we the one smokin’ on dead bodies, three [?] that’s all in our blunts
know that i’m one of them ones, persian on all of my rugs
assumin’ she showin’ me love soon as she get out the tub
act like i don’t get not love, keep takin’ all of these drugs
[?], inside the whip like a dove
don’t f-ck with these b-tches, i’m stiff on these hoes, these b-tches can’t even get hugs
was f-ckin’ with her way back in the day, i said, “let’s pick up where we was”
let her step on sh-t in balenciaga boots, had to go replace the uggs
since a lil’ n-gga i been in the clubs, been hangin’ with thugs

[verse]
since a lil’ n-gga i been havin’ bl!cks, yeah, i been havin’ slugs
smell like it, walk like it, talk like it, hundred bills cover me up
diamonds they bitin’, they fightin’ these n-ggas, they f-ckin’ ’em up
i don’t care nothin’ ’bout who you hang with, no they ain’t seein’ us
blessed less, stressed, yes, [?]
fresh checks like it’s the first of the month
fresh to death, f-ck it, step in the mud
the glock is in here and i’m keepin’ it near when i spark up the blunt
been runnin’ all night, i want the sunshine to come back
i’m from the eastside, i put the whole eastside on my back
yeah, she the mean type, yeah, she the freak type, i need her bad
not what it seem like, glock with a flashlight inside my bag
all in my bag, but still not enough
she got it bad, it’s kobe for her
post with the [?] when i’m in the bluff
stick with a hundred round inside the duffle
she got a n-gga, gon’ get her in trouble
talkin’ to me, get hit with the cutter
go to the trap and catch plays with her brother
got her sewed up, make her think that i love her
smokin’ on brick-brick while i’m with the plug
n-gga get hitsticked, [?]
gotta be geekin’, she think about cuddlin’
i just be chillin’, put that on my mother
[chorus]
don’t like the fightin’ and fussin’, double r long as a bus
she get to screamin’ and cussin’, make me go fast when she does
she like to ride in the big body, n0body ridin’ but us
changing the climate when i walk in diamonds, all of these dollars for us
[?] at the top of the bed, she wanna ride just because
percocet gettin’ to my head, i done forgot where i was
chop off the top of his head, he done forgot who he was
we the one smokin’ on dead bodies, three [?] that’s all in our blunts
know that i’m one of them ones, persian on all of my rugs
assumin’ she showin’ me love soon as she get out the tub
act like i don’t get not love, keep takin’ all of these drugs
[?], inside the whip like a dove
don’t f-ck with these b-tches, i’m stiff on these hoes, these b-tches can’t even get hugs
was f-ckin’ with her way back in the day, i said, “let’s pick up where we was”
let her step on sh-t in balenciaga boots, had to go replace the uggs
since a lil’ n-gga i been in the clubs, been hangin’ with thugs

- king kobi

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