Gucci Red Bottoms

Rockstar Vida
Lord
Andamos muy calientes por la Street
Rompiendo duro tu culo y este beat
Lord Talent Big Master
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Lord Talent Big Master
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Countin all these blues they ain't counterfeit
Gucci red bottoms my designer bitch
Skeleton closet buy a lot of kicks
Kick it with the fam gotta honor it
And I don't want a half I want a lot of zips
Blowing on that gas Tropicana hits
Head so good she get a scholarship
Had to do em dirty and I'm proud of it
Let her tag team on an island trip

Este flow te lo dejo encima pa' ver que tu haces con el
Si tu sientes que es mucho pa ti devuelo yo lo voa' poseer
Callejero camuflao algunos tratando de estar a mi lao
Pero los detecto solo con su puto edor
Baby yo estoy entrenao
Yo soy resplandor brillo brillo
Te canto como grillo te mato
Te dejo ciego con mi fuego de color amarillo
En la oscuridad lucienrnaga
Soy rapido como rafaga
La cara no se me cae no tengo mascara
Tu sabes que te pateamos en la cara
No hay nada que hacer yo lo gano to'
Y no pierdo nada tu lo pierdes to y quieres llorar
Vete con mama te va a consolar
En esto de la rima somo 5 star
Te disparo flechas como legolas
Esto lo hacemos a diario
Ya nos convertimos en visionarios
Y de la familia los primeros millonarios blow!

Countin all these blues they ain't counterfeit
Gucci red bottoms my designer bitch
Skeleton closet buy a lot of kicks
Kick it with the fam gotta honor it
And I don't want a half I want a lot of zips
Blowing on that gas Tropicana hits
Head so good she get a scholarship
Had to do em dirty and I'm proud of it
Let her tag team on an island trip

Lord I just met the grim reaper
All of this money a keeper
But I need ten for a feature
Nine on my side like a beeper
She rode me inside a jeeper
I'm heating up like a heater
Confess my sins to the preacher
remember when she said go deeper
Love her but I will not keep her
I earned my stripes like a zebra
I earned my stripes like a flag
She keep on telling me I am star
I keep on chasing the bag
I'm stoke her body just like a guitar
And then I head to the cash
I'm so high I'm just chilling on Mars
So I don't look in the past
I promise I'm never in last
Handle my business when I'm working this corporate
Working so hard and I promise I won't forfeit
Diamonds round my neck and they dancing hella gorgeous
When I hit the gas out of space in a fortress skkkrrrr yuuuuu
She think I'm hot levels up now I'm lava
You ain't talking money then I swear you shouldn't bother

Countin all these blues they ain't counterfeit
Gucci red bottoms my designer bitch
Skeleton closet buy a lot of kicks
Kick it with the fam gotta honor it
And I don't want a half I want a lot of zips
Blowing on that gas Tropicana hits
Head so good she get a scholarship
Had to do em dirty and I'm proud of it
Let her tag team on an island trip



Credits
Writer(s): Sebastian Roa, Belmont Jackson
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