Listen to Pilates by Summrs

Pilates

Summrs

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Lyrics

(Desire) Baby, you know that you is a goddess, yeah, the finest Baby, you know I'm poppin' Roxy, I don't do no molly Let me know what you end up decidin', is we rockin'? How the fuck is you sculpting your body? Must be Pilates In a Maybach GLS 600, yeah, I'm ridin' Everything I do is exotic, is exotic No, lil' Rino don't do the partyin', the, the partyin' Let me know when the plane departure, de-, departure No, lil' Rino don't sip Bacardi, Ba-, Bacardi And the way I'm livin', gotta keep forties, keep, keep forties She a bad bitch, drivin' out in an Audi, yeah, her Audi Paint pictures like an artist, yeah, an artist Pull that stick out on a dude I don't fuck with that dude And I dropped out of school And I made it to the moon And I miss my mama, havin' visions of you Why the fuck it had to be you? It should've been me, y'all feel me? These niggas tryna kill me, but I'm rich as fuck, nah, really Yeah, it's kind of hard to find me All these labels tryna sign me Bitch, you stupid as the fuck if you try to leave me Know it's hard to replace me Know you wanna have my baby Somebody need to come save me 'Fore these fuckin' drugs take me Had a bangout in Alief Damned if a nigga take me This codeine got me lazy Noddin' off in my Mercedes Maybach probably These niggas can't copy me, honestly Know Brenda'd be proud of me Feeling your presence with me Mama, right now, I'm fightin' a first-degree But the system ain't stoppin' me These pigs ain't stoppin' me Know your grandbaby a prodigy Know I always had the key, had a key, had a key Baby, you know that you is a goddess, yeah, the finest Baby, you know I'm poppin' Roxy, I don't do no molly Let me know what you end up decidin', is we rockin'? How the fuck is you sculpting your body? Must be Pilates In a Maybach GLS 600, yeah, I'm ridin' Everything I do is exotic, is exotic No, lil' Rino don't do the partyin', the, the partyin' Let me know when the plane departure, de-, departure No, lil' Rino don't sip Bacardi, Ba-, Bacardi And the way I'm livin', gotta keep forties, keep, keep forties She a bad bitch, drivin' out in an Audi, yeah, her Audi Paint pictures like an artist, yeah, an artist
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