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[Open Verse] [Chorus] Woo Roly poly on 'em, uh I done copped a Rollie, uh, I done copped a Rollie I fucked a bad bitch, huh Now she tryna spoil me, uh Roly poly on 'em, uh, keep that pole on me ...[Verse 2] Ayy, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy Crybaby, bitch, ayy, yeah I can't fuck with you but you shady, bitch, ayy, ayy, ayy Know some niggas that are shady, bitch, ooh, ooh, ooh RIP to my nigga, bitch ...Drivin' off drugs, this my go-kart (see yuh) Different day, ha (see yuh) We came out on Sunday. I told my momma I was gon' make it one day. Been, been, been told her. It was just the other day I was on bullshit, eatin' leftovers, yeah. See yuh, thinkin' about it. Now it's just G5's, yeah, I don't do layovers.[Refrain: Playboi Carti & Lil Uzi Vert] (Cannon) So much ice around my neck 'cause I'm a rockstar (Huh?) F-Foreign car, foreign broad, oh my God (What?) VVS diamonds shinin' on my arm (Yeah ...

[Open Verse] [Chorus] Woo Roly poly on 'em, uh I done copped a Rollie, uh, I done copped a Rollie I fucked a bad bitch, huh Now she tryna spoil me, uh Roly poly on 'em, uh, keep that pole on me ...[Chorus] Huh, I'm 'boutta hop on a jet 'Cause I got packs on me Shawty got packs on her She look like Selena She like CELINE (Hold up, CELINE) I'm fuckin' this bitch all the time She say I'm all ...

A lot of hoes yeah I need some condoms. Fuckin' with young Carti you'll get high hoe. You riding too slow, are you high hoe. Are you high hoe. Come and sip some drank pop some pills, come get high hoe. We been on a jet, we so high, we on fly mode. I be flexing on these niggas, pop, but they pop mode.

Forty-five hunnid for the drink, yeah, we taxin' (Yeah) I got gold money and I bought myself a Aston (Yeah) Dope boys outside, nigga, yeah, we havin' (Yeah) Got a bad bitch, I don't believe in ...[Playboi Carti:] What [x8] Hoe you talk too much, fuck my money up Can't fuck money up, let's fuck some money up What [x8] Your hoe talk too much, I just wanna bust Come over to fuck, hoe I'm like what's up What [x8] Money counting up, hoe can't count it up I'm gon' spent these bucks, you gon' come to fuck What [x8] Up in Follies boy, spent a ...Uh, upside down cross tat on my neck, shut 'em up. [Verse] Uh, the Bentley's parked outside. My broad tryna go for a ride. I put VETEMENTS right on her thighs. I put a mask on 'cause I be firin ...May 10, 2018 · [Chorus] I'ma go fuck that bitch (Yeah), I'ma go thrash that bitch (Yeah) Shawty gon' suck this dick (Yeah), shawty gon' suck this dick (Yeah) That's a pull-up bitch (Yeah), don't make me pull up ... [Chorus: Playboi Carti] I just left Houston (Yeah) I just left Earth (I did) Lean in my cup Gas in my blunt Got some hoes who gon' fuck I'm still pourin' up I can see in his face (See in his face ...

[Interlude] Uh, uh, uh Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Chorus] Valentino yellow diamond ropes Got your ho on go Got a ho cool with all my hoes They all share my pole, uh I can't share no pole, gotta ...

Like I’m too lit like oh my god! [Verse: Playboi Carti] (What?) (Ahhh) (What?) (What?) (Ahhh) Tattoos on my ribs (What?) I just tatted my kid, Onyx (Slatt) I just threw 20, count it, we was at...

Heavy Lyrics. 111.6K 3 talk Lyrics. 41.3K 4. #PRAY #4 #ME ... is a compilation tape that includes some of Playboi Carti's first breakout hits, posted on his SoundCloud, ...Playboi Carti Lyrics - 65 song lyrics sorted by album, including Whole Lotta Red. Jordan Terrell Carter was born on September 13, 1996 in Atlanta, Georgia, where he was also … My fingers, they muhfuckin' tight. My eyes are open, I'm high. I can't believe I can die. I just realized I was high. I was seventeen on the mic'. But I'm tryna be Carti, not Mike. I'm a gigolo, ho, I bite. My whole career, they bite me. Some niggas, they thinkin' they faster than me. I'm finna set up in your field. Get slimed, lil' bitch, I know you not real. I'ma spend my money on guns and pills. In Atlanta with a bitch, yeah, the bitch so bad. I'm on that lean, lil' bitch ... Song Name. I'm on 730. Gas in my blunt, Lean in my cup. Pop a bean and count them deads, uh. I guess you're not feeling me, Not feelin' the energy. I got all this guap on me. We gon' take these boys back to school, uh. Bentley Coupe, ridin' with stars. Told the lil' bitch to come see me now (Walk it out)My boys shot at them niggas and they rollin' off molly (Catchin' them bodies, yeah) We fucked up the kickbacks, fucked up they parties (Fucked up they parties, yeah) I jump off the rope, I feel like Jeff Hardy (Feel like Jeff Hardy) Got tats on my sleeve like Ed Hardy (Yeah, Ed Hardy) I was smokin' that weed just like I'm Marley (Just like I'm ...

Red ice, red— (Blatt, yeah, uh-uh, yeah) Red ice, red— (Blatt, hol' up, ooh, yeah) Tat, uh, checks on me, yeah. I got bank on me. Checks on me, checks on me. We got cake on us. We got money ...Give that hoe a tip, told her buy some kicks. Then I brush my teeth, hop up in a whip. Glocky in the whip, glocky in the whip. And I'm cocky, fuckin' on a thotty. She just wanna plot me, bitch can't stop me. I'm riding in a Masi', this ain't even my Masi'. Hope that's not yo thotty, yo' bitch look like a Aunty.And she came a long way from the stripper pole, that my hoe. And I came a long way from kicking doors, that's on bro. Look at the ice. Shawty wanna ball with the team. Money sitting tall, Yao Ming. Shawty wanna kick it with the team. I got all this guap on me. Shawty wanna ball with the team.[Chorus] Yeah I been to a lot of places, seen a lot of faces (Yeah) Ooh, ooh (Yeah, ooh, ooh) I said I been to a lot of places, seen a lot of faces (Yeah, Carti) Can you take young Carti on a trip ...Sep 26, 2020 ... Kid Cudi lyrics ; They tryna be cray (Mm, yeah). They tryna be cray (Mm, yeah). She wanna meet Carti (Carti) ; Runnin' from the cops (Cops). Gotta ...

I'ma smoke me an opp just like a cig. I'ma cut that bitch, she not my kin. Tryna fuck two hoes, I think they twins. I'm rocking them Chrome Hearts. Got a baddie and she die hard (Slatt, blatt) I'm 'bout to blast this hoe (Blaow, blaow, bow, bih) [Chorus] I got Prada on my ass. I got slimes, they pull up fast.Movie Time Lyrics: All this shit, all that fuck shit you talkin' 'bout / You ain't even gon' talk, talk nigga, huh / I back that up, back that ho' up, back that up / You don't see me (Cash) / Cash, I

[Verse] I got this bitch all on my dick, you know I’m gon’ smash (Oh, sma') I got your bitch all my dick, you know I’m gon’ smash (Oh, what, skrr) I put that bitch all on the bean, it’s ...Playboi Carti's Whole Lotta Red is available now: https://smarturl.it/WLRcartiFollow Playboi Carti: http://www.playboicarti.comhttps://www.instagram.com/play...May 6, 2021 ... Official Lyric Video for "Miss The Rage" ft. Playboi Carti ... keep that MAC, it go "Pew" Smokin' gas ... N (Lyrics) ft. Playboi Carti. Big ...Lyrics for Sky by Playboi Carti. What? What? What? What? I′m so high, man, I can't even feel shit I told my boy, "Go roll ...Playboi Carti song: Mac but it's 1 hour!Link to the original music: https://youtu.be/b5sxBNBP42EContact me here: https://www.instagram.com/nethen368/ALL CRED...In the mall buyin' ice 'cause he a broke boy I can't even kick it with these broke boys He ain't come to get a pack, then he a broke boy [Outro] Yeah, he a broke boy He a broke boy He a broke boy ...[Chorus] I'm on the block with them steppers, yeah I'm on the block, yeah I'm on the block with them steppers, yeah I'm on the block, yeah All of my niggas got K's, yeah We get the body, yeah Yeah ...

You know money, what (What, what , what, what) On some skate shit (What) I'ma kick you (Oh my god) I'ma kick flip (On top) Kick a bih quick (Top) Oh my god, who's that with that Glock, huh. Yeah ...

And she came a long way from the stripper pole, that my hoe. And I came a long way from kicking doors, that's on bro. Look at the ice. Shawty wanna ball with the team. Money sitting tall, Yao Ming. Shawty wanna kick it with the team. I got all this guap on me. Shawty wanna ball with the team.

We had to lay back on them pills (Yeah) I just fucked the pint up. I'm finna settle in your field. Get slimed, lil' bitch, I know you not real. I'ma spend my money on guns and pills. In Atlanta with a bitch and the bitch so bad. I'm on the that lean, lil' bitch. Kick the bitch out, I didn't need the bitch.Wake up (Wake up, wake up, woah) It's the first of the month (Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt) I brush my teeth and count up (What? Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, woah) I let my bitch roll my blunt (Woah, slatt, slatt) I'm 'bout to dirty my cup (Woah, yeah, bitch, woah, woah, what?) Pour up some lean and get stuck (Pour it up, pour it up, pour it up ...Down on her knees, ready to preach. She suck on my dick like a leech. All of these bitches they wanna fuck Carti 'cause Carti he got a lil guap. Fuck that lil bih in my car. Diamonds they shine in the dark. I got the K and the sauce. 50 round drum in that bih. I'm down with the Mob. All of my hittas go hard.Got plaques on the wall, I go crazy (yeah) Got plaques on the wall, I go crazy (yeah) I got rich and had me a baby (yeah) I got rich and had me a baby (yeah) I drive a coupe, you know it's the latest. Sellin' cocaine just like the '80s. I caught a body and went on vacation. She suckin' my dick, I was on the PlayStation (woo, woo)Playboy News: This is the News-site for the company Playboy on Markets Insider Indices Commodities Currencies StocksSong Name. I'm on 730. Gas in my blunt, Lean in my cup. Pop a bean and count them deads, uh. I guess you're not feeling me, Not feelin' the energy. I got all this guap on me. We gon' take these boys back to school, uh. Bentley Coupe, ridin' with stars. Told the lil' bitch to come see me now (Walk it out)[Intro] Yeah What? (Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?) What? What? What? What? Yeah Yeah [Chorus] I'm thinkin' 'bout dyin' my hair red just to look like a pint of red I like all of my cups so ...Miss the Rage Lyrics: I love Trippie Redd / Haha / I can't see a damn thing if it ain't guap (Oh my, woah) / I can't see a damn thing if it ain't guap (Oh my God, guap), yeah / They like Stevie ...All this swag I got bitch, yeah, I've been had. All these thots I got, yeah, I've been had. Hop in a coupe, yeah, hol' up. Drop top going with my head out. I fuck bad bitches, yeah, I'm gone. I'm ...[Intro] (Okay) [Pre-Chorus] Ha-ah Ha-ah Ha-ah Ha-ah Ha-ah [Chorus] Uh, they tryna run in my house (Let's go) I'm 'bout to spazz out (Yeah) Blade right in my pocket (Yeah) I pocket they pants out ...Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons! What? What? What? What? I'm so high, man, I can't even feel shit I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (what? Roll ten, what?) I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (what? Roll ten, what?)Lyrics, Meaning & Videos: Playboi Carti “Dropped Out ft. J.K. Mac” Full Song, Playboi Carti “Dropped Out ft. J.K. Mac” (Official Audio) Find the lyrics and meaning of any song, and watch its music video.

🎶 Playboi Carti - Rockstar Made (Lyrics)🔥 Help us reach 1,000,000 subscribers!🔔 Subscribe and turn on notifications to stay updated with new uploads.👍🏽 ...Overdose my high, nigga, I'm flying. By the jets shout out the sky, nigga, I'm dying. I take a pound and break it down into a baby bud. Roll up a spliff, then I light it up, now take a puff. It ...About Press Copyright Contact us Creators Advertise Developers Terms Privacy Policy & Safety How YouTube works Test new features NFL Sunday Ticket Press Copyright ...[Chorus] Tell these niggas chill, man, tell these niggas chill (Ayy) They gon' want beef, I always keep a steel (Ayy, ayy, ayy, skrrt) Hating on my music, uh, or my sex appeal (Ayy, yeah) You know ...Instagram:https://instagram. f9 2424jess hilarious and kountry wayne sonchamberlain college of nursing portalati 2019 fundamentals proctored exam quizlet [Chorus] I don't even want that bitch Nigga, you can have that bitch, go get her I don't even want that bitch Nigga, you can have that bitch, go get her I don't even want that bitch Nigga, you can ...http://www.playboicarti.com lemley funeral home in oneontabree sullivan kwwl Damn that look like Carti, Damn that look like Carti I think dat be Young Carti Heard he spent a hunnid on a fucking watch piece That's filthy In New York I Milly Rock, hide it in my sock Running from an opp, then I shoot at opp And I'm on the block, and I'm on the block In New York I Milly Rock, hide it in my sock Hide in my sock, selling that ...Dec 19, 2023 · [Bridge] Travel the world, huh, huh, schyeah, hol' up On tour with your girl And it's not my world, it's Mali world And she's not my girl, she's Mali's girl You play with my top, get a referral ... indianapolis crime rate vs chicago Lyrics should be broken down into individual lines Use section headers above different song parts like [Verse], [Chorus], etc. Use italics ( <i>lyric</i> ) and bold ( lyric ) to distinguish ...Lyrics for Sky by Playboi Carti. What? What? What? What? I′m so high, man, I can't even feel shit I told my boy, "Go roll ...In the mall buyin' ice 'cause he a broke boy I can't even kick it with these broke boys He ain't come to get a pack, then he a broke boy [Outro] Yeah, he a broke boy He a broke boy He a broke boy ...