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Cross My Heart Lyrics - Artist : RiFF RAFF
Hope to die
I can't do with Versace on my eye Cross my heart, cross, cross my heart Cross my heart, hope to die I can't do with Versace on my eye Cross my heart, cross, cross my heart Cross my heart, hope to die I can't do with Versace on my eye Cross my heart, I cross my heart Cross my heart, hope you won't be mad I could buy a Jag, couldn't hear my name Either way the same, it's same thing It's the same game, but I don't play games I don't fuck with lames, I don't fuck with humans I used to drive a Buick, now it's, fuck a car Now I'm a superstar, drink out a jelly jar I don't fuck with people, drop Tell my friends that thought that we were equal How the fuck we supposed to drive a Bentley without the engine? Bitch, I'm a Hemi, bitch, I drive a semi Bitch, I'm super cool and I keep it calm World in my palm Cross my heart, hope to die I can't do with Versace on my eye Cross my heart, cross, cross my heart (I cross my heart) Cross my heart, hope to die I can't do with Versace on my eye Cross my heart, I cross my heart Cross my heart And I cross my heart and hope to die Better beware, I'm shooting blind Two in the sky, can't catch me, dodging prison time Don't be asking questions, we're too fucking hood Raised by the streets, no finna like me Keep up if you could Come on, boy, fly with me Fuck with me, tell nobody Nobody is mine, your company, don't need the third degree All I chase is paper, bitch, too many hoes chasing the dick Swisher Sweet, why the flick a Bic? Bricks of weed double up real quick Nobody is mine, your company, when you ride with me Dodging cops, there ain't no stopping When they get behind of me Fleeing the scene, rolling up weed Nina the ganja was close county G Cross my heart and hope to die Clouds of smoke fade, too many sights Cross my heart, hope to die I can't do with Versace on my eye Cross my heart, cross, I cross my heart Cross heart |
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