Roddy Ricch - Aston Martin Truck (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Roddy Ricch - Aston Martin Truck (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
Aston Martin truck, ride the
tail off, scratchin'
Aston Martin truck, ride the tail off
Aston Martin truck, ride
the tail off (Vroom)
Had to get a new butler, four
new maids to clean my
house (Clean my house)
Give my momma, my daddy, and
day-one niggas a key to my
house (Key to my house)
Made five-hundred-thousand
every time you see me out
(See me out, yeah, yeah)
Out in public, with the grip (Grip)
All the fans wanna take a pic'
Niggas not on my level, why you mad
I fucked your bitch? (Yeah)
Had to say it 'cause you talkin'
I ain't even tryna rub
it in (Rub it in)
I'm tryna make another hundrеd million
Figure out how I'm gon' bring
my brothers in (Yeah)
Madе Marni poppin', we put Marni
on our jeans (Yeah, yeah)
Niggas on my dick, niggas
watchin' my show, tryna see
my scene (Yeah, yeah)
I been dickin' your bitch, I been dickin'
your bitch, I'm the heartbreak
king (I'm the heartbreak king)
And you went back and bought
another diamond ring (Ooh)
I'm about my money, I'm about
my cake, I'm about my cream
(I'm about my cream)
I keep tellin' you niggas, I'm in love
with lean (In love with lean)
Cross on my wrist, ayy, Elliot
got me right, stop
I hate my Cullinan, can't
fit in a tight spot
I pop my shit, she topless, these niggas
ain't stoppin' shit (Woo, woo)
I keep a chopstick, don't see
no competition (Yeah)
I ride in G4, she off
a G6 (Woo, woo-woo)
Stick to the street code, can't
never tell shit (No, no)
I had a ten seats (Yeah), ridin'
in a Bentley coupe, okay
She was in the Bel-Air crib, okay
Hit it in the bed again, okay
She was like, "Sing for me," okay
She seen a hit low key, okay
You wanna vent O.T., okay
You wanna be a real rich bitch, okay
She say she wan' live in L.A. (L.A.)
So I had to show her
the city (The city)
She know I'm for really, she know
I ain't kiddy, she know I be
hangin' with killers (Uh-huh)
Had her hangin' with me
Throwin' up Cs, lookin' like one
of the members (Woo, woo)
I never did pay for the pussy
'Cause that was not on
my agenda (No, no)
Yeah, he put dick in your bitch
How 'bout that?
That's why you're so mad
Did you pour champagne on her?
Did you give her a little
bit or a lot of bit?
I like that song but I ain't
know why I liked it
I really like it now
You, bitch, you
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