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Raven Sorvino
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40oz & Strippaz
Hook
40'z N Strippaz
No seeds in Swishers
Gold chains, on my neck
These hoes get the picture
40'z N Strippaz
Chanel on my slippers
Gold frames on my face
These hoes get the picture
40'z N Strippaz
No seeds in Swishers
Gold chains, on my neck
These hoes get the picture
40'z N Strippaz
Chanel on my slippers
Gold frames on my face
These hoes get the picture
Verse
Bright lights, Vegas nights
You looking like the hater type
I like my nigga, mixed breed
Shit I live that player life
You can say I payed the price
Them dark skinded they can lay the pipe
Low miles he say its tight
Oh wow you can stay the night
Sike nigga you ain't gaming me
I live the life so dangerously
Rapper chick, stacking chips
They love me just ask your bitch
I'm the favorite, you flavorless
Leimert Park we came to spit
In your face you ain't shit
That's so disrespectful
My pussy on a pedestal
He eat it out to so special
Vino sipping, Italiano tortellini and that Pesto
You a dog nigga that's perro
With big balls that's huevos
Stipper bitches, on the poles
They dancing in stilettos
Bridge
Get that money work it bitch
Show me what you working with
Show me that you worth it
Money bands got her twerking ya
Pre Hook
Slow mo wanna see a show
In the air I'm throwing dough
Rose we sipping Mo
Make it rain I make it pour
Purple clouds we smoke Dro
Lean on me I need some mo
Pop the pussy on the floor
You see me shining in all this gold bitch!
Hook
40'z N Strippaz
No seeds in Swishers
Gold chains, on my neck
These hoes get the picture
40'z N Strippaz
Chanel on my slippers
Gold frames on my face
These hoes get the picture
40'z N Strippaz
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No seeds in Swishers
Gold chains, on my neck
These hoes get the picture
40'z N Strippaz
Chanel on my slippers
Gold frames on my face
These hoes get the picture
Verse 2
40'z N Strippaz
That bitch ball like Clippers
I'm a cold piece I flow sweet
And Chris Paul's my nigga
Balmain on my figure
I'm counting all these figures
His shirt off he touch me there
That make it cum quicker
I don't fuck with broke niggas
Spending hundreds on that liquor
That Perignon that Ace of Spades
Hoes get your chips up
We turnt up we passing out
We fucking up our livers
Dear Lord forgive us
We acting out like sinners
Los Angeles I be eating good
Instagraming dinners
Suckaz in my business
They wanna fuck with a winner
No sir we ain't going there
My shit say do not enter
NY I be taking flights I'm gone till November
Bridge
Get that money work it bitch
Show me what you working with
Show me that you worth it
Money bands got her twerking ya
Pre Hook
Slow mo wanna see a show
In the air I'm throwing dough
Rose we sipping Mo
Make it rain I make it pour
Purple clouds we smoke Dro
Lean on me I need some mo
Pop the pussy on the floor
You see me shining in all this gold bitch!
Hook
40'z N Strippaz
No seeds in Swishers
Gold chains, on my neck
These hoes get the picture
40'z N Strippaz
Chanel on my slippers
Gold frames on my face
These hoes get the picture
40'z N Strippaz
No seeds in Swishers
Gold chains, on my neck
These hoes get the picture
40'z N Strippaz
Chanel on my slippers
Gold frames on my face
These hoes get the picture
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