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The Days Lyrics - Artist : Chris Travis
Two bottles of rain, she drinkin' champagne
If you tryin' to get money I'm on the same thing Never care 'bout no nigga because they faker than bitches And bitches fakin' they image, they on the same thing It's the year that I'm comin', I feel it in my veins Smokin' something, I got it straight off the fuckin' train Never stumblin', trippin', because I see the way And if you in it, then bitch, you ain't gon' see the days Can't move slow, gotta get the money quick Money ain't shit but the devil and some cents Guess we living in hell for the fuck of it Bitch I'm slidin', check it on my damn bucket list Neon Porsche with the bands and some other shit Need a bitch with her friends, tryin' to double it And if you want it then come and get it I'm buggin' shit Seen them up in churches, my nigga, you gotta go through it Nigga who the fucking truth, smokin' out the fucking roof Riding through the mouse Like I'm on Scary Movie 2 Bitches be textin' and callin', think I'm about to scoop I just let the phone ring, bitch, like it's on the loop Young Kenshin Travis, man, slayin' when he in the booth Making niggas feel bad, make 'em go and write some hooks When you hear my verse, just know it left a nigga spook Waterboys hot, make 'em red like Campbell's soup Two bottles of rain, she drinkin' champagne If you tryin' to get money I'm on the same thing Never care 'bout no nigga because they faker than bitches And bitches fakin' they image, they on the same thing It's the year that I'm comin', I feel it in my veins Smokin' something, I got it straight off the fuckin' train Never stumblin', trippin', because I see the way And if you in it, then bitch, you ain't gon' see the days Two bottles of rain, she drinkin' champagne If you tryin' to get money I'm on the same thing Never care 'bout no nigga because they faker than bitches And bitches fakin' they image, they on the same thing It's the year that I'm comin', I feel it in my veins Smokin' something, I got it straight off the fuckin' train Never stumblin', trippin', because I see the way And if you in it, then bitch, you ain't gon' see the days Bring it back, these wack niggas is everywhere Money coming down then those bitches go up in the air Smokin' out the pound, she tryin' to play in a nigga hair Bitch fuck around, I'm high and I don't even care Ridin' through the town tryin' to buy off the newest shelves Bitch fuck around, I'm high and I don't even care I'm ridin' through the town tryin' to buy off the newest shelves, bitch |
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