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(I feel, I feel) (It's Real, Its Real) (I feel, I feel) (It's Real, Its Real) Pouring pouring like a fucking ocean And she calling calling I know she a poser Saint Laurent no.5 喺佢嘴唇 Man that pussy so wet 太過水潤 Pouring pouring like a fucking ocean And she calling calling I know she a poser Saint Laurent no.5 喺佢嘴唇 Man that pussy so wet 太過水潤 Ima keep it in a tank and you ain't ready Yeah we always at the top we never rank it Ima tat it on my belly wit the baddies Like a jelly bean I'm gon' pop it in a second Blood cold I know gon' shoot a bullet Fuck hoes I know that she a fool I know I know I'm gonna prove it I know I know gon' fucking do it I don't need to flip no packs but I came with the cash OD pass out getting high on the crack Taking the rest of it I do not rest I cook with no recipe call me a chef I do it for the fun and you do it for the money right All my homies SLAT 擘大眼 saw the money sign Take your time think you need a better rhyme, bitch ass Cash count hit me like a pack of line, keep it Grind keep grinding, all these motherfuckers tryna' ride Fly so high so high, fits with the slime no lie Now they cry they cry, looking for your mama yeah they cried The lies that you hide, I don't got no time for you to say goodbye Pouring pouring like a fucking ocean And she calling calling I know she a poser Saint Laurent no.5 喺佢嘴唇 Man that pussy so wet 太過水潤 Pouring pouring like a fucking ocean And she calling calling I know she a poser Saint Laurent no.5 喺佢嘴唇 Man that pussy so wet 太過水潤 Money talks I go flip it Keep it as a secret If I tell you I could do it and you know I fucking mean it Jac' shirt tuck in and the night going deeper Got that white bitch with me and we sipping purple syrup Never ever put your knees down All ma homies got the b now Ima finna' take your shit down Be a man don't tryna' be clown Ima fuck you up and let you sit down Pouring pouring like a fucking ocean All these bitches fucking with the motion I do what I want got the potion Look at all my bands not a token (I feel I feel) You cannot fuck with the choir (It's real it's real) Taking my team to Dubai (I feel I feel) You cannot fuck with the choir (It's real it's real) Taking my team to Dubai
Writer(s): Chiang Man Chuen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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