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Artiste:
CashMoneyAP
Titre:
First Class
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One way (CashMoneyAP), one way road One way road, nonstoppin' it One way road, nonstoppin' it (Let's get it) One way road, nonstoppin' it Never knew that one day I would be as hot as this How does it feel to walk in Rory shoes? They Prada kicks Niggas losing, I keep scoring, ain't that 'bout a bitch Ain't this shit about gettin' a foreign, buy yo mom a crib? I ain't feelin' you niggas not even a lil' bit Tell a bitch to shut up and listen, I'm at the pulpit Play yo position and one day you gon' be too lit Wake up and get it, I got the Glizzy by my side My daddy had taught me somebody play you better use it Smokin' on za pack to medicate my mind Be dealin' with real shit then put it in the music I hit the kill switch, lil' boy you bеtter cool it Hittin' this thick bitch, stopped, she still moving Stay in first class on my flights, I'm no studеnt All that shit that I say I'm gon' do it (For real) Way I move have you clueless Turn a prude bitch to a nudist Watch how I do this shit it ain't no challenge Movie shit fuck 'round and end up on Fallon AMEX black card, bill no balance Ruth Chris meals, no salad Blue strip bills, no wallet Used to be two to a blanket on the pallet But now we One way road, nonstoppin' it Never knew that one day I would be as hot as this How does it feel to walk in Rory shoes? They Prada kicks Niggas losing, I keep scoring, ain't that 'bout a bitch Ain't this shit about gettin' a foreign, buy yo mom a crib? I ain't feelin' you niggas not even a lil' bit Tell a bitch to shut up and listen, I'm at the pulpit Play yo position and one day you gon' be too lit Wake up and get it, I got the Glizzy by my side My daddy had taught me somebody play you better use it Smokin' on za pack to medicate my mind Be dealin' with real shit then put it in the music I hit the kill switch, lil' boy you better cool it Hittin' this thick bitch, stopped, she still moving Stay in first class on my flights, I'm no student All that shit that I say I'm gon' do it (For real)