Rihannas
Title | Rihannas |
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Artist | Humongous The God |
Album | Kaneda |
Release Date | 2017-04-13 |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | [Intro] CashMoneyAP [Chorus] We was on the corner Thought we was some goners Now a nigga ballin' Only fuck Rihannas Get your bitch up off us Whole clique full of monsters We don't got no conscience We was on the corner Thought we was some goners Now a nigga ballin' Only fuck Rihannas Get your bitch up off us Whole clique full of monsters We don't got no conscience [Verse 1] We don't got no conscience Buy your bitch McDonald's We come from the south-side Even by myself, right They don't got no real niggas All they homies french fries All my homies will shoot Look out while we duck by She on that love train We on that love train I will let them shots fly Like the 4th of July Told her, "Don't forget my number" That means she don't forget my number Only fuck Rihannas Sometimes Lindsay Lohans Married to my nina My shooter, that's my best friend Forty make your friend dance Come up out my business Fuckin' with this bad hoe Lord, know that's my witness We be smokin' every night High like no tomorrow This baddie is a keeper Still, I only borrow Shoot like Kevin Durant Shoot like Kevin Durant Came up off the corner Shoot it, like a wingman You might also like[Chorus] We was on the corner Thought we was some goners Now a nigga ballin' Only fuck Rihannas Get your bitch up off us Whole clique full of monsters We don't got no conscience We was on the corner Thought we was some goners Now a nigga ballin' Only fuck Rihannas Get your bitch up off us Whole clique full of monsters We don't got no conscience [Bridge] On what I want, do what I want Light the weed up, light the weed up [Verse 2] Riding, got your eyes close Shooting, got the prize for it All my niggas will be everything you die for All my niggas ignorant All your niggas innocent Don't touch my Rihanna I can see your fingerprint Shoot shit like a free-throw All my numbers reach though I am on a wave, dawg Let you take a peek though Sit under my money tree Matchin' with the bumblebees I hit a nigga quick if he need to fuck with me Cut the ribbon on 'em [Chorus] We was on the corner Thought we was some goners Now a nigga ballin' Only fuck Rihannas Get your bitch up off us Whole clique full of monsters We don't got no conscience We was on the corner Thought we was some goners Now a nigga ballin' Only fuck Rihannas Get your bitch up off us Whole clique full of monsters We don't got no conscience |