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letra de high rise - nique (wxg)

young nique
catch me with the .25 tucked, one deep
shout out to my n-gga mike d
you thought i was telling
you probably might be
d-mn, you lost
pay no attention to the n-ggas who floss
if you really gotta ask a n-gga, “who boss?”
do his cost really count?
b-tches like “d-mn, can’t f-ck with me now?”
gotta hit kris just to f-ck with me now
heard his new dash got a buck 50 now
but i’m like hey hoe
please don’t look my way hoe
i remember yo’ -ss from way back in the day hoe
but wait hoe
but wait wait
i’m tryna f-ck you in a high rise
treat yo’ -ss to five guys
then go eat benihana
no sticks, no seeds
plenty condoms
hit yo’ sis won’t meet yo’ mama
way up, you n-ggas clownin’
it’s finer dining at the bottom
d-mn, b-tch
d-mn, b-tch
nique why you keep saying b-tch?
cuz you ain’t want a n-gga ’til you seen i was the man, b-tch
working like i planned it
and you ain’t in the plan, b-tch
hate to hear you talking
all you n-ggas just be saying sh-t

ok
we wasn’t given nothing no way
so i don’t split my sh-t no way
don’t adhere to sh-t you obey
why
you got your hand out n-gga?
you ain’t said nan track was a stand out n-gga
leave ya hand like me back then
smoking big with my 3 last friends
talking ’bout how i’m walking clout
and i couldn’t get a seat back then
but get calls
from people i wish was missed calls
waking up with like 6 calls
from a chick i ain’t even hit raw
girl now how that’s mine?
kick that ladder
you can’t climb
baby batter on your spine
got me sitting here reclined
i know the
money talks and all the b-tches here it
if i could make it and not make it
i wouldn’t be the realest
no no i wouldn’t be your favorite
the one you call when you need a favor
you need me baby

(chorus)
who you like?
why the f-ck you came tonight, b-tch?
i got spice
i don’t drip
i don’t do ice, b-tch
done did so much i thank god i ain’t do time
if i said i thought i’d be alive i’d be lyin’
aye
who you like?
why the f-ck you came tonight, b-tch?
i got spice
i don’t drip
i don’t do ice, b-tch
done did so much i thank god i ain’t do time
if i said i thought i’d be alive i’d be lyin’
aye
who you like?
why the f-ck you came tonight, b-tch?
i got spice
i don’t drip
i don’t do ice, b-tch
done did so much i thank god i ain’t do time
if i said i thought i’d be alive i’d be lyin’
aye

- nique wxg

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