DENIM SHORTS
Lil GotIt
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Lil GotIt - DENIM SHORTS Lyrics & Traduction

Bad face, FaceTime with your friends
I'm on the way now with my twins
Tinted up GT on the Benz
Chanel and Celine ain't kin
I'm gettin' it green, kind of like a workout, liftin' it up on the bench
I'm sippin' on red, my face in my cup, I don't gotta pay me trench
The higher the risk, the bigger reward, it take a lil' life to win
I count my chain, I hit with the gang, lil' nigga, this shit too thin
I told you the end, won't hear no front of the front, I'm dumb as it gets
She lovin' the crew, she lovin' the man, now the question is this

Oh, she say she love me
I know she know that
Oh, she say she love me
Gotta make her show that
Oh, she say she love me
I know she know that
Oh, she say she love me
Gotta make her show that

Prada chains, denim shorts (brighter chains what)
Prada chains, denim shorts (we just splashin' up)
Prada chains, denim shorts (we just splashin' out)
Prada chains, denim shorts (splash, splash, splash, splash)

Come take a ride with the ski (ski)
Bad boy, bank seat (seat)
Boy, where you been? Out of reach (read)
Tired of these pussies I see (see)
Find every trick on the street
I pay these hoes on my knee
Upgrade the wrist, I done read it
Ten mil' on me like, shit, you mean?

Bad face, FaceTime with your friends
I'm on the way now with my twins
Tinted up GT on the Benz
Chanel and Celine ain't kin
I'm gettin' it green, kind of like a workout, liftin' it up on the bench
I'm sippin' on red, my face in my cup, I don't gotta pay me trench
The higher the risk, the bigger reward, it take a lil' life to win
I count my chain, I hit with the gang, lil' nigga, this shit too thin
I told you the end, won't hear no front of the front, I'm dumb as it gets
She lovin' the crew, she lovin' the man, now the question is this
Oh, she say she love me


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