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Artiste:
Lil Gotit
Titre:
Argentina
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Argentina clips, Argentina whips, whippity-whip-whip Argentina bitches, Argentina vibes, yuppity-yup-yup, yup-yup Hoppin' out that Range shit with big racks, tell 'em to level up Shooters quick to blow a nigga brain quick, play with me, yeah, nigga, back it up London on da Track, yeah, yeah, we'll spend our cash, bitch (London on da Track) Got them racks in (Racks), there is no more asking (Racks, racks, racks) That ho, she tatted my name, yeah, I'm not askin' (Slatt) Young crew not lackin', yeah, on that slime shit (Hood baby, three or four, woo, woo) AMG geeked up, go zoom Send his soul up to the atmosphere, yeah, balloon Can't crack this YSL code, oh no Monkey bullets in the TEC, yeah, blow his dome Bitch, I ain't spoilin' you, ho (Slatt) Huh, no, no, no, no, no, no (Hood baby) Yeah, ain't cuffin' hoes, niggas gon' act cordial (Bitch) Fuck her once, she show her boss, nigga gon' record you This money's the reason why my nose up (This money) Dasani, yeah, my neck, it got jeweled up (Got Dasani) Rose gold, yeah, scrunchies, the only thing hold my hair up (Woo) Walked in a zombie (Let's go), I'm geekin', yeah, I'm Xanned up (Xan) We pull up with the sticks, nigga, ain't talkin' bout' no saunas Get my Perkies from trenches, yeah, givin' out smoke, that cancer Argentina clips, Argentina whips, whippity-whip-whip Argentina bitches, Argentina vibes, yuppity-yup-yup, yup-yup Hoppin' out that Range shit with big racks, tell 'em to level up Shooters quick to blow a nigga brain quick, play with me, yeah, nigga, back it up London on da Track, yeah, yeah, we'll spend our cash, bitch (London on da Track) Got them racks in (Racks), there is no more asking (Racks, racks, racks) That ho, she tatted my name, yeah, I'm not askin' (Slatt) Young crew not lackin', yeah, on that slime shit (Let's go, three or four, woo, woo)