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Vacation Lyrics - Artist : HoodRich Pablo Juan
[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
Ayy Dil Go 'head O Yeah, yeah, yeah Pablo Juan in the building Danny Wolf in the killing Danny, I see you These niggas really my children, ooh Run to the money like it's a race Don't need you baby, you can be replaced Gold on me like a king, I'm an ace She a freaky girl, let me skeet on her face I make her eat it up, I got good taste I'ma fuck her before I take her on a date Play with that money, get checkmate Can't fuck with these niggas, they dead weight Yeah, livin' my life like it was a vacation Do the dash in the foreign, I'm speed racin' I sell you a bag in the trap for the Peyton I want that money, nigga no debatin' Can't fuck with you niggas, you fakin' No I'm not racist, my whip a caucasian Tennis chains dancin' like they Patrick Swayze Pourin' up the Gerber bottle, she call me her baby Yeah, I'm chasin' that money, I'm dedicated Good weed, lean, and the percs, that's my medication Cap ass nigga like a student at graduation Sellin' them pounds for eighteen like Peyton DR Denim, Valentino by Maison I need that fast money, I'm impatient You just a crash dummy and that bitch, she ain't naked I got this bag on me, filled it up with Ben Franklins I see you with Chanels on Made the pack touch down in the red zone Damn that bitch fine and she sure got her head on I do too much, I designer my headphones They ain't think I was gon' do it I get money like I'm Jewish I'm the teacher, you the student Foreign cars, they congruent Ride with a bad bitch, big booty Run to the money like it's a race Don't need you baby, you can be replaced Gold on me like a king, I'm an ace She a freaky girl, let me skeet on her face I make her eat it up, I got good taste I'ma fuck her before I take her on a date Play with that money, get checkmate Can't fuck with these niggas, they dead weight Yeah, livin' my life like it was a vacation Do the dash in the foreign, I'm speed racin' I sell you a bag in the trap for the Peyton I want that money, nigga no debatin' Can't fuck with you niggas, you fakin' No I'm not racist, my whip a caucasian Tennis chains dancin' like they Patrick Swayze Pourin' up the Gerber bottle, she call me her baby [Lil Duke:] I just been sittin' back, watchin' the fake Can't miss a mil, every day I eat steak I want my money, not tryna debate My niggas vocal, they already ate Came out the traphouse, was movin' that weight Been on that bullshit, been made the news You niggas broke with no clues These are Amiri, I'm not rockin' Trues I was the freshest in school I had the baddest lil bitch She was in school rockin' Loubs Nigga you broke, you a fool Better go pick up that tool I'ma go get what I want, you get what you can I turned from a boss to a man, you know I [Hoodrich Pablo Juan:] Run to the money like it's a race Don't need you baby, you can be replaced Gold on me like a king, I'm an ace She a freaky girl, let me skeet on her face I make her eat it up, I got good taste I'ma fuck her before I take her on a date Play with that money, get checkmate Can't fuck with these niggas, they dead weight Yeah, livin' my life like it was a vacation Do the dash in the foreign, I'm speed racin' I sell you a bag in the trap for the Peyton I want that money, nigga no debatin' Can't fuck with you niggas, you fakin' No I'm not racist, my whip a caucasian Tennis chains dancin' like they Patrick Swayze Pourin' up the Gerber bottle, she call me her baby |
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