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• Artiste: Valee
• Titre: Dutty Laundry
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Fraud, you wanna hit the [?] I see you brought your [?] [?] Haha, haha, haha When we slap the color, ain't no fraud, but we're in Benz We hotbox exotic now we're fried in Benz Quarter million, my bitch want necklaces When we hit the store, we ball, get crossed like Saint Francis I tune out the city when I hotbox exotic Everything upgraded, I got fuel pumped by Holly My SS robotic, move like Wall-E How I leave the exit far away from where I be You know, I don't even start no colony, no mommy I'm in Gucci like a mixtape, no dirty laundry (Yeah) Launched off the block in sedan raunchy I just got the seats redid peach, look like lunch meat I got sand sandals cuffs on at the beach, know somethin' block me (I got sand sandals cuffs on at the beach, know somethin' block me) You know, ain't no double what? ARP, you said watch me, what? I'm all energy, just like Sage When I hit the break, I do a nine to five, just like a wage Let me make this clear, five percent tint, that not clear Bitch wanna ride my private like Frontier When I pour the lean inside my cup, it disappear (Disappear) I make the scope spot on like a freckle When I made a right in the Hellcat, I'm about to let go (I'm about to let go, yeah) Cherry Range Rover, I pull up picky When she lick me, I pull up, I show up just like hickey In that Tesla truck, I do many miles, just like Mickey Backwood loud, you and I uniform, just like Dickies (Just like Dickies) I rode Backwood, bitch, like ATV We slap, call out, we ain't do no fraud, but we in Benz We hot box exotic, now we fried in a Benz Fifteen dollar frames, non-prescripted lens Quarter million, my bitch want necklaces When we hit the store, we ball, get crossed like Saint Francis I tune out the city when I hotbox exotic Everything upgraded, I got fuel pumped by Holly My SS robotic, move like Wall-E How I leave the exit far away from where I be You know, I don't even start no colony, no mommy I'm in Gucci like a mixtape, no dirty laundry