No Centz Foreign lyrics
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No Centz
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Ohh, ahhh, ohh, ahhh
Chorus:
Making money
Yeah i'm countin commas
Yeah i'm ridin round
I don't ride on llamas
I just whip in foreign shit
All around the town
When im at the stu' my girl callin me
I gotta put it down
Recording all this music imma lay it down
Yeah you know it's fake it until you make it
It's the greatest way to do it
I got dreams in my head, might as well go pursue it
If you don't like what im doing, you can go ahead and sue me
Verse:
Foriegn Tonk' yeah we drove it off the lot
You know im wit my brodie O.T.G. and we got a lot
All of yo clothes came from DSG, yeah that's not a lot
Probably got all yo shit from a flea market parking lot
If you need the gas you can meet me at the spot
Just know imma have my whole gang with me just don't call the cops
We not no lame teenagers we not fucking throwing rocks
This ain't no Teen Bean but it's a few things i would pop
Molly in my water yeah i got the syrup in my pop
Bitch im pushing foreign shit, if you try to talk to me don't bother
Talk down on any one of my boys yeah it's a problem
All the foreign whips in the driveway yeah it's a problem
Chorus:
Making money
Yeah i'm countin commas
Yeah i'm ridin round
I don't ride on llamas
I just whip in foreign shit
All around the town
When im at the stu' my girl callin me
I gotta put it down
Recording all this music imma lay it down
Yeah you know it's fake it until you make it
It's the greatest way to do it
I got dreams in my head, might as well go pursue it
If you don't like what im doing, you can go ahead and sue me
Chorus:
Making money
Yeah i'm countin commas
Yeah i'm ridin round
I don't ride on llamas
I just whip in foreign shit
All around the town
When im at the stu' my girl callin me
I gotta put it down
Recording all this music imma lay it down
Yeah you know it's fake it until you make it
It's the greatest way to do it
I got dreams in my head, might as well go pursue it
If you don't like what im doing, you can go ahead and sue me
Verse:
Foriegn Tonk' yeah we drove it off the lot
You know im wit my brodie O.T.G. and we got a lot
All of yo clothes came from DSG, yeah that's not a lot
Probably got all yo shit from a flea market parking lot
If you need the gas you can meet me at the spot
Just know imma have my whole gang with me just don't call the cops
We not no lame teenagers we not fucking throwing rocks
This ain't no Teen Bean but it's a few things i would pop
Molly in my water yeah i got the syrup in my pop
Bitch im pushing foreign shit, if you try to talk to me don't bother
Talk down on any one of my boys yeah it's a problem
All the foreign whips in the driveway yeah it's a problem
Chorus:
Making money
Yeah i'm countin commas
Yeah i'm ridin round
I don't ride on llamas
I just whip in foreign shit
All around the town
When im at the stu' my girl callin me
I gotta put it down
Recording all this music imma lay it down
Yeah you know it's fake it until you make it
It's the greatest way to do it
I got dreams in my head, might as well go pursue it
If you don't like what im doing, you can go ahead and sue me
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