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• Artiste: Senior
• Titre: Patrona
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You must turn it off, don't break me off You should know You have tried enough Yea you should know by now, you should know Put her on a pedestal, fuck her on the low We've been hearing that shit way before the radio I came to change the show Killing all these bitches, time for all of them to go You think I'm not aware, look at his face, jealous, looking like tizi Order a bottle of Belaire, just in case I'm counting bands with Ricky I just signed a deal, oh my god, enough to buy my city On god, I've seen it all Feeling like Ric Flair, look at my face, made it look too easy You know how it feels, sitting hеre and hearing all your stories I want all thе deals, all the money, I got these words from Tony (Montana) (Biggest) Rolls Royce stars in the ceilin’ flyin’ saucer Brand new black Ferrari, so you know its time to boss up Private jet to Vegas you're not dealin’ with imposters (Ugh) Big Mink coats really livin’ like the mobsters Bases fully loaded hittin’ models like the Dodgers Loyal to my team is what the OGs always taught us Went to Louis V and spent a hunnit’ all in dollars Then I hit Dior another hunnit’ they can charge it (Ugh) Rich nigga status til the day I get departed Hunnit’ cars really and I got somewhere to park it Came up from the projects (Ugh) Now we gettin’ acknowledged (Yes) Front row at the fights (Ugh) Speaking at the conference (Yes) Strapped at all events Double R on Collins Let the top down for the bitches, so I know they got they content (Woo) Realest in the city (Ugh) If its any problems all my bitches in the club We the only niggas ballin' (BOSS) Wait, wait, wait Put that shit in the back of my van Making you moving and dancing While i'm here fixing and counting the bands Give me a 9, fuck it give me a 10 Fuck me I'm counting an M I did it again and again I fill up the back of the benz When Sasa got me a pen It got me a 9 or 10 I'm bout to bury an M I did it again and again Yea, yea, yea Let it go babe It's time to turn it off To break it off You should know I want to kill it off To take you off You should know Words to patrona yea I found a plan Put all my shit in the back of the van Look at my body now moving and dancing While i'm here fixing and counting the bands Give me a 9 or 10 I'm bout to bury an M I did it again and again Again and again and again Ye eh eh eh I did it again and again and again And again and again and again and again and again