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Исполнитель: J Molley

альбом: Seven Bottles

Oh my god
Youngest in the club with seven bottles
Sipping on oh my god I cannot walk
Boy Talk is cheap that's why you talk too much
Holy shit, think i just took a picture with your bitch
New money who this
New money 5 digits
Ah ah ah ah ah ah
Which crib you wanna visit
Which crib you wanna stay
Live and die in LA
Ah ah ah ah ah ah
Big crib with a gate
Palm trees by the bay
I been smoking all day
Can't pronounce what I drink
I been up in a haze
Oh my god
Youngest in the club with seven bottles
Sipping on oh my god I cannot walk
Boy Talk is cheap that's why you talk too much
Holy shit, think i just took a picture with your bitch
New money who this
New money 5 digits
Which crib you wanna visit
Which crib you wanna visit
The car is like the crib
Bought it we don't rent
These boys don't relate
Make their years allowance in set
Yeah that's why they hate
I'm making too much cash for my age (age)
See me posted in the club it's prolly cause I'm getting payed
You gotta pay to go and stand around a bunch of fucking fakes
He might be rich but girls it's daddies cash I did this on my own
She might be your bitch but you ain't the one she call when she alone
Oh my god
Youngest in the club with seven bottles
Sipping on oh my god I cannot walk
Boy Talk is cheap that's why you talk too much
Holy shit, think i just took a picture with your bitch
New money who this, oh whoa
New money 5 digits

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