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Celeb Forever
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City Of G's
We bout, we bout weed and cool shit [?]bad bitch [?]cool whip Match made in heaven church wig Course 9 11, force [?] I don't chase my the bitches I don't chase my liquor They staring [?]nigga take a picture Y'all out here getting rich We're out here getting richer Oh we big, oh we big, fuck these niggas [?]
We gonna run the city, do it now cause the g's [?]stick it 5 pounds, what you need You hear [?] RIP to all the real niggas All the G's, all the G's All the G's RIP to all the G's All the G's, all the G's All the G's RIP to all the G's RIP to all the real niggas All the G's, all the G's
Ok, golly, golly, golly All these bitches popping Marley blunt Popping dot com, I ain't stopping ask somebody I'm a cold motherfucker, cold, I'm coldest bitch, I'm really like Rihanna [?]on I'm [?]ok I need some new haters, all my old ones started liking me A hundred [?]shoes, who the fuck told you that life was cheap A gentleman pull out my stick, Ask your bitch what she'd like to see Red bottoms, Louis Vuittons, I get new pairs like twice a week
Turn up, turn up, we the cool shit [?]bad bitch [?]cool whip Match made in heaven church wig Course 9 11, force [?] I don't chase my the bitches I don't chase my liquor They staring [?]nigga take a picture Y'all out here getting rich We're out here getting richer Oh we big, oh we big, fuck these niggas [?]
We bout, we bout weed and cool shit [?]bad bitch [?]cool whip Match made in heaven church wig Course 9 11, force [?] I don't chase my the bitches I don't chase my liquor They staring [?]nigga take a picture Y'all out here getting rich We're out here getting richer Oh we big, oh we big, fuck these niggas [?]
I gots my mind on my money and my money on my mind I'm focus on my [?]so I'm staying on my grind I'm down for whatever any place in any time Anywhere with anybody, draw the motherfucking like If you got the nuts to cross it, gone [?]main If you down to little more shit, go and hit and bang We ain't scared of the pistol play Go ahead and blast one Cause that heater that you holdin Ain't the last one The motherfuckers made, the motherfuckers make it So have it on your head, then go ahead with the faking We high up on the hall, get the bread for the baken And if it ain't nodoy getting it, I'm fin to start take it Cause I'm
We bout, we bout weed and cool shit [?]bad bitch [?]cool whip Course 9 11, force [?] I don't chase my the bitches I don't chase my liquor They staring [?]nigga take a picture Y'all out here getting rich We're out here getting richer Oh we big, oh we big, fuck these niggas [?]
We gonna run the city, do it now cause the g's [?]stick it 5 pounds, what you need You hear [?] RIP to all the real niggas All the G's, all the G's All the G's RIP to all the G's All the G's, all the G's All the G's RIP to all the G's RIP to all the real niggas All the G's, all the G's.
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