Roberto Botticeli - High School (feat. Lil Wayne) | Текст песни

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• Roberto Botticeli
• High School (feat. Lil Wayne)

He said he came from Jamaica, he owned a couple acres
A couple fake visas cause he never got his papers
Gave up on love, fucking with them heart breakers
But he was gettin' money with the movers and the shakers

He was mixed with a couple things ball like a couple rings
Bricks in the condo and grams to sing-sing
Left arm, baby mother tatted
5-year bid up North on they ratted
Anyway, I felt him, helped him put him on lock
Seatbelt them took him out to Belgium, welcome
B*tches this pretty, that's seldom
This box better than the box he was held in
I'm Momma Dee in that order, I call him Daddy like daughters
He like it when I get drunk, but I like it when he be sober
That's top of the toppa, I never f*ck with beginners
I let him play with my pussy then lick it off of his fingers
I'm in the zone

They holler at me but it's you
You, this ain't high school
Me, and my crew
We can slide through
Give it to you whenever you want
Whip-it whenever you want
Baby, it's yours
Anywhere, everywhere
Baby it's your world
Ain't it?
Baby it's your world
Ain't it?

She got a n*gga at home and one on the side
Best friend is a dike, they f*cked around a few times
Her and her momma alike, so all they do is fight
I tell her make me some money, she tell me make her a wife

I tell her, "B*tch, you crazy."
F*ck wrong with you?
And excuse my french, but I'm a long kisser
And then she try to tell me I'm the only one that's hittin'
And I say, "What about them n*ggas?"
She say, "What about them n*ggas? "
You right, what you doing tonight?
Put on something tight don't judge me, I get life
She love me like a brother, but f*ck me like a husband
Pussy like a oven too hot to put my tongue in
All I had to do is rub it
The genie out the bottle
Pussy so wet, I'm a need goggles
She tell me that's it's mine
I tell her stop lying
Mine and who else?
She say worry 'bout yourself
Lil Tune

They holler at me but it's you
You, this ain't high school
Me, and my crew
We can slide through
Give it to you whenever you want
Whip-it whenever you want
Baby, it's yours
Anywhere, everywhere
Baby it's your world
Ain't it?
Baby it's your world
Ain't it?

I know you want it, boy
I see you tryin'
Just keep on pushin'
I'm a let you slide in
Just close your eyes and
This horizon
It's ready, come get you some
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

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