Robb Banks - All The Way Live | Текст песни

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[Hook: Robb Bank$]
This bitch is throwed, she got ass
This bitch got hips, this bitch got thighs
This bitch here fine, this bitch here bad
She all the way live
She all the way live, all the way live, all the way live, all the way live
She all the way live, all the way live, all the way live, she all the way live
She all the way live, all the way live, all the way live, all the way live
All the way live, all the way live, all the way live, she all the way live

[Verse 1: Robb Bank$]
We kiss like a love scene, talk like we got history
And she say, "When I touch yo hand, I just think about you fingerin' me"
Kiss a nigga, taste that nicotine. Kung fu grip on the past, pry it from my cold, dead hands
All the times you was eggin' me could have been time you spent with me
Tat my name on that chasity belt, around that picture perfect pussy
Shit but I ain't yours to claim, Basquiat ain't no slave
Bae my balls ain't come with no chain
And you don't really wanna take it there, I ain't slap boxin', no gentle fist
Open palm, ol' ninja ass nigga
Florida boy, I don't shoot no one on ones lame ass nigga, boy I'm with my dawg like..
And I bet your baby mama hot, trying to freeload, she give a free blow
And in return she get a million dollar load
Niggas mad Banks came in back with Steelo
And I'm ridin' with your bitch but I ain't tell her it's a..
Boy I got free lean, I got free beans, a nigga don't smoke but I got free weed
Broke ass nigga what you know about me, bae called me on the Metro but she bought 4G
Lil Bitch

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Robb Bank$]
I'm in Gucci, with a Dertbag tee, she see that DB and that double G
So she...double B, hooked on phonics and double Ds under that white tee, no problem
And my bitch in and out the mirror like...
And that bitch flaw I'm fuckin'...
Tryna take care of another and they use you til you all used up, damn right a nigga mad
I wasted my time and it's shown, but bet yo ass if I see that bitch again I'll rob her for all she stole
She say she see in me what them others left behind, sit down bae tell me what's on your mind
How you want to help a nigga take care of his mama and you tired of niggas only trying to get up in your pants
I could make an advance but while you been all in a nigga gaze talkin' bout what you hope to gain from what you lack
All my mind been lingerin' on is how you say you never fucked raw, now answer that

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