Roxy
(Yeah)
(Ah ah ah yeah)
(Woah, woah, woah yeah)
Yeah, drugs on my body
Yeah, I take a wolly
Yeah, I'm off a molly yeah
Bitch I'm feeling Roxy
I'ma aim your body, I'ma aim your body woah
Haters wanna doubt me
If you broke you can't talk to me
I just hit a lottery
Haters wanna bother me
Saying they got lot of it
I don't need no ho' ayy
Saying they wanna be friends yeah
Brand new MP5
Yeah I got the style woah
Yeah you know I'm proud of me
Yeah she's from the overseas
I don't need no apology
And I don't want you loving me
Heart so cold, I can't even breathe
Stuck with the paper you never lean
Life like a movie so I gotta get in
Money I speak fluent
Money I get to it
I know she keep on follow
Yeah I got the hollow
I got the bag on him
I got the wreck on him
Yeah I'm feelin' like Phil
You never call me
Honestly you bother me
Switch up my flow
Can't love no more
Drugs on my body
Yeah I take a pop
But she don't even know (She don't even know yeah)
Yeah, drugs on my body
Yeah, I take a wolly
Yeah, I'm off a molly yeah
Bitch I'm feeling Roxy
I'ma aim your body, I'ma aim your body woah
Haters wanna doubt me
If you broke you can't talk to me
I just hit a lottery
Haters wanna bother me
Saying they got lot of it
I don't need no ho' ayy
Saying they wanna be friends yeah
Brand new MP5
(Slatt slatt slatt slatt)
(Slatt slatt, slatt slatt yeah uh)
(Slatt slatt slatt slatt)
(Ah ah ah yeah)
(Woah, woah, woah yeah)
Yeah, drugs on my body
Yeah, I take a wolly
Yeah, I'm off a molly yeah
Bitch I'm feeling Roxy
I'ma aim your body, I'ma aim your body woah
Haters wanna doubt me
If you broke you can't talk to me
I just hit a lottery
Haters wanna bother me
Saying they got lot of it
I don't need no ho' ayy
Saying they wanna be friends yeah
Brand new MP5
Yeah I got the style woah
Yeah you know I'm proud of me
Yeah she's from the overseas
I don't need no apology
And I don't want you loving me
Heart so cold, I can't even breathe
Stuck with the paper you never lean
Life like a movie so I gotta get in
Money I speak fluent
Money I get to it
I know she keep on follow
Yeah I got the hollow
I got the bag on him
I got the wreck on him
Yeah I'm feelin' like Phil
You never call me
Honestly you bother me
Switch up my flow
Can't love no more
Drugs on my body
Yeah I take a pop
But she don't even know (She don't even know yeah)
Yeah, drugs on my body
Yeah, I take a wolly
Yeah, I'm off a molly yeah
Bitch I'm feeling Roxy
I'ma aim your body, I'ma aim your body woah
Haters wanna doubt me
If you broke you can't talk to me
I just hit a lottery
Haters wanna bother me
Saying they got lot of it
I don't need no ho' ayy
Saying they wanna be friends yeah
Brand new MP5
(Slatt slatt slatt slatt)
(Slatt slatt, slatt slatt yeah uh)
(Slatt slatt slatt slatt)
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