LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeKickboxer
(Mally Mall)H2 Hummer, double-0, I went kickboxer (Wop)Prada with Givenchy coat, she went criss-crossin' (Yeah)I hop out, went in the storeshe told me, "Ye callin'" (Brr)I filled my coupe with plenty hoes, I went hot boxin'Yeah, I got a million dollars worthof diamonds on my body, slime (Yeah)Roscoe call my phone, he told me"Top, you just too slimy, slime" (Yeah)Racks all in my home, bitch (Bitch)racks all on my phone (Bitch)I got these hoes runnin' 'round in thongsshe just bought me Burberry cologne (Cologne)I told 'em get out the 'yo 'cause I'm up in my zonеBro gon' smoke out the pound, I'ma lay it right down (Oh)Ran it back up, fifty mil' for my tourI grew up in thе gutter, I'm straight out the sewer (Oh)She was keepin' her distance, that money gon' lure herThey ain't knockin' my pimpin', she ready to do itI reload it, I'm with it, I'm runnin' right to itAny timin', I get it when I ran into himAlright, hoes on the top line tonightRing, ring, can you stop that callin' my line?That nigga jabroni, but Henry be on ityou know that he doin' it right (He do it)I'ma leave with her friend and come back through the nightAnd this ho, she fantastic, that pussy was tightRun it up, run it up, I just pulled up in a Benz truckAll of my diamonds so brightShyne been changin' the look (Hey)All these cribs, they bought, taekwondoI keep bitches straight down, MilanoShe know that I'm havin', I dress up in BallyI switch it to tacky, she still let me tap itShe know that I love that 4MATIC (Uh)Lil' shawty was rachetI switched her to classy, I turn up my daddy (Uh, uh)My sisters got paper, my mama I manage (Uh)Fillin' up, undershirt unmanaged (Uh, uh)Pop my shit, then wore MARTI (Uh)Chinese restaurant, go eat (Uh, uh)This bitch way from overseas (Uh)and I gotta dissect whenever she speakH2 Hummer, double-0, I went kickboxer (Kickboxer)Prada with Givenchy coatshe went criss-crossin' (Criss-cross)I hop out, went in the storeshe told me, "Ye callin'" (Ye callin')I filled my coupe with plenty hoes, I went hot boxin'Yeah, I got a million dollars worthof diamonds on my body, slimeRoscoe call my phone, he told me"Top, you just too slimy, slime"Racks all in my home, bitch, racks all in my phoneI got these hoes runnin' 'round in thongsshe just bought me Burberry cologneWho got three M's?I'm gon' hit you through a wallI got one million inside of GoyardThis shit ain't enough, make me feel like a child (Child)Fifty thousand dollar Jesus pieceI lent them to my child (My child)I throw out the challengetell 'em to take it to trial (To take it to trial)Obama coupe like a mambaI ran up them commas, they see that I do itLil' brodie, lil' brodie gon' staywith that llama, we pull up right on 'em, he ready to do itLil' baby Latino, I'm callin' her mamiFrom my state on a jet, a young nigga done flewI ain't holdin' enough for to buy me a jetbut I buy me a yacht on the water, we tourin' (Uh)I ain't holdin' her up, she been bringin' me downSmilin' on scene when they feel I should frownWhen that alley go up, I'ma dunk on these niggasdon't fuck with these niggasthey can't come around (Woah, woah, woah)Henry so sick that he coughin'he know ain't no talkin', I'm pullin' up oftenI ran out Miami, that's fifty-somethin' thousandI turn up my loft with coffinsI tatted my face, comin' straight out that 8nigga brought up my name, I offed himNigga play with that money, we chalked him (Top)Nigga tried to come follow, I lost himNigga played like a snake, I done mouthed him (Top, baow)Ain't no internet games, I called 'em (Called 'em)Boomer let it off on 'em, he sawed 'em (Bop)Put them diamonds on diamonds, I'm flossin' (Top, Top)H2 Hummer, double-0, I went kickboxer (For real)Prada with Givenchy coatshe went criss-crossin' (She went criss-crossin')I hop out, went in the storeshe told me, "Ye callin'" (Brr)I filled my coupe with plenty hoes, I went hot boxin' (Woah)Yeah, I got a million dollars worthof dollars on my body, slimeRoscoe call my phone, he told me"Top, you just too slimy, slime"Racks all in my home, bitch (Racks)racks all in my phone (Racks)I got these hoes runnin' 'round in thongsshe just bought me Burberry cologne (Burberry cologne)NiggaH2, double-0, I went kickboxerTurnt up on these hoes, I went hot boxin'My phone, told me, "You too slimy, slime"
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