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letra de go time - rimzee

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[hook]
back to where i started, now it’s go time yeah, yeah, mm, mm
all my n-gg-s trapping pon the roadside yeah, yeah, mm, mm
i can’t stop ’til i get to the bag, no
slide in with a hottie, she feeling my cashflow
pray for my sins ’cause a n-gg- lord knows
how long i waited to come home

[verse 1]
four bricks and four different links
fly north, bring [?] back like a miss
rapping with my nig, [?] brain or the [?]
whole [?] gone in a day, you know my mo
more keys than allen, harvey nichols or harrods
serve all of the arabs, ain’t f-cking her ’cause she average
uh, all the [?], me grew up [?]
stretch it like a limo
d cat, getting kfc through the window
these scousers got tens, they’re all talking on a [?] phone
my guy brought him in, he still ran off with the brick doe
frank lucas mink coat
uh, i’m ascot with these pink notes
more street than harley
more b than cardi
loubs match the car see
my chick from af’ she look yardie
still getting dingers from abroad
if it’s too much racks, you gotta count it on the floor

[hook]
back to where i started, now it’s go time yeah, yeah, mm, mm
all my n-gg-s trapping pon the roadside yeah, yeah, mm, mm
i can’t stop ’til i get to the bag, no
slide in with a hottie, she feeling my cashflow
pray for my sins ’cause a n-gg- lord knows
how long i waited to come home

[verse 2]
uh, designer garments
top-floor apartments
sensor when i’m parking
stepping on the [?] like it’s carpet
all this mula, clean it up like a hoover
bricks on [?], pick it up like a uber
bricks on consignment
chicks on me like trident
vs1’s, blood diamonds
the whip got red leathers
do sixty in five seconds
v6 engine, gang ting, peckham
chatting to [?]
hundred racks from harlow
run the ends like marlow
gun smoke [?]
drug deal sopranos
straight jumping like [?]
got both [?]
[?]

[hook]
back to where i started, now it’s go time yeah, yeah, mm, mm
all my n-gg-s trapping pon the roadside yeah, yeah, mm, mm
i can’t stop ’til i get to the bag, no
slide in with a hottie, she feeling my cashflow
pray for my sins ’cause a n-gg- lord knows
how long i waited to come home

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