WoodysProduce - 40z & Strippaz lyrics

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WoodysProduce - 40z & Strippaz lyrics

Hook 40'z N Strippaz No seeds in Swishers Gold chains, on my neck These hoes get the picture 40'z N Strippaz Chanel on my slippers Gold frames on my face These hoes get the picture 40'z N Strippaz No seeds in Swishers Gold chains, on my neck These hoes get the picture 40'z N Strippaz Chanel on my slippers Gold frames on my face These hoes get the picture Verse Bright lights, Vegas nights You looking like the hater type I like my n***a, mixed breed sh** I live that player life You can say I payed the price Them dark skinded they can lay the pipe Low miles he say its tight Oh wow you can stay the night Sike n***a you ain't gaming me I live the life so dangerously Rapper chick, stacking chips They love me just ask your b**h I'm the favorite, you flavorless Leimert Park we came to spit In your face you ain't sh** That's so disrespectful My p**y on a pedestal He eat it out to so special Vino sipping, Italiano tortellini and that Pesto You a dog n***a that's perro With big balls that's huevos Stipper b**hes, on the poles They dancing in stilettos Bridge Get that money work it b**h Show me what you working with Show me that you worth it Money bands got her t**ng ya Pre Hook Slow mo wanna see a show In the air I'm throwing dough Rose we sipping Mo Make it rain I make it pour Purple clouds we smoke Dro Lean on me I need some mo Pop the p**y on the floor You see me shining in all this gold b**h! Hook 40'z N Strippaz No seeds in Swishers Gold chains, on my neck These hoes get the picture 40'z N Strippaz Chanel on my slippers Gold frames on my face These hoes get the picture 40'z N Strippaz No seeds in Swishers Gold chains, on my neck These hoes get the picture 40'z N Strippaz Chanel on my slippers Gold frames on my face These hoes get the picture Verse 2 40'z N Strippaz That b**h ball like Clippers I'm a cold piece I flow sweet And Chris Paul's my n***a Balmain on my figure I'm counting all these figures His shirt off he touch me there That make it cum quicker I don't f** with broke n***as Spending hundreds on that liquor That Perignon that Ace of Spades Hoes get your chips up We turnt up we pa**ing out We f**ing up our livers Dear Lord forgive us We acting out like sinners Los Angeles I be eating good Instagraming dinners s**az in my business They wanna f** with a winner No sir we ain't going there My sh** say do not enter NY I be taking flights I'm gone till November Bridge Get that money work it b**h Show me what you working with Show me that you worth it Money bands got her t**ng ya Pre Hook Slow mo wanna see a show In the air i'm throwing dough Rose we sipping Mo Make it rain I make it pour Purple clouds we smoke Dro Lean on me I need some mo Pop the p**y on the floor You see me shining in all this gold b**h! Hook 40'z N Strippaz No seeds in Swishers Gold chains, on my neck These hoes get the picture 40'z N Strippaz Chanel on my slippers Gold frames on my face These hoes get the picture 40'z N Strippaz No seeds in Swishers Gold chains, on my neck These hoes get the picture 40'z N Strippaz Chanel on my slippers Gold frames on my face These hoes get the picture

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