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Gold Wrappers ()

B. Smythhuatong
jamesharriothuatong
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Oh, yeah.

Diamond in the back, sunroof top Diggin' the scene with a gangsta lean

We at the rooftop, seen a couple friends at the bar, baby

And on my mind, all I'm thinking about is who I'm taking on with me

Shoulder rubs, I'm going through the motions

And I guess we can call it the pregame of

But now we on the clock Got you gripping on my chest

Jack on the rocks And we ain't even got back to the car I wish you just wanna show love Give a fuck about the final thing

Oh, yeah.

She just want to do drugs, roll something, get high with me.

Oh, she just wanna show love She can't wait for us to leave the scene

I'm leaving gold wrappers on a nightstand She my one night

I got it, baby.

Yo, you get the foreign cops and new Chanel bags.

She avoid the Black Fridays and all the cell tags.

Say she found out I was funny through my snaps.

Realize I was a hustler, now she love my raps.

You feel I'm only focused for the time being.

Mansions in multiple cities, still I'm dying to see you Saw your best friend, she offered me her phone number

I stout gave a ass to cold shoulder.

I represent you as you represent me.

It all come to light how we move in the streets Rubbin' on your neck, I'm kissin' on your knees

Go rappers rolling up.

We twisting trees.

But now we on the clock.

It's next level shit right now.

That you gripping on my chest.

It's so bossy.

Jack on the rock.

I want to make you a million, shorty.

A million.

She just wanna do drugs, roll something, make it happen, babe.

Don't be late like you said.

She just wanna show love.

She can't wait for us to leave the scene.

I'm leaving gold rappers on a nightstand She my one night

Oh, leave me go rapping so nice.

Oh.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

Round after round, anymore than one Promise no illusions, no fantasies

Panties fall down like some autumn leaves Body to body, the time has come

Going all night to the morning sun Ruby rule red lipstick on me

Call up to Upakastanli

Diamond in the bag.

Oh, she just wanna show love, give a fuck about the final thing

Oh yeah, she just wanna do drugs, roll something and get high with me She just wanna show love, she can't wait for us to leave the scene

I'm leaving gold wrappers on a nightstand She my one night fan, oh

Oh, I'm leaving go right for some nice dance Oh

Yeah.

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