BukuSteez, Robb Bank$ - Winter Dreams lyrics

[BukuSteez, Robb Bank$ - Winter Dreams lyrics]

Dirty soda full of lean, yeah
All my hundreds blue, your money green, yeah
I remember this shit was a dream, yeah
Now I'm countin' guala with my team, yeah
What you need? yeah
Get in, get back, two Percs, in that
Stack up, sit back, hold up, hit that
Pop her, pop out, boo'd up, been that
I'm a getter, get in, get back

Do that dirt, watch how quick it work
Work my wrist, need that money first
Pop a bean, I just left the earth
Alive, shorty, you let fire off in that purse
Chopper singin' like that bitch
Just wrote a verse
Run the game 'til I'm dead off in that hearse
What's your worth? Tell me
What's your worth?
Think I'm cursed, think I'm finna burst
(yeah) i went and got me a check
She give me top in the 'Vette
You ain't next, boy, show respect, boy
I be flyin' when I'm high up off that Tech
I be shinin' like them diamonds on my nneck
Diamond water like Poseidon on my neck
Hit the curb in that Masi', I might wreck
Yeah, I'm all in her throat just like strep
Million dollars on my line, I might step

Dirty soda full of lean, yeah
All my hundreds blue, your money green, yeah
I remember this shit was a dream, yeah
Now I'm countin' guala with my team, yeah
What you need? yeah
Get in, get back, two Percs, in that
Stack up, sit back, hold up, hit that
Pop her, pop out, boo'd up, been that
I'm a getter, get in, get back

Yeah, drip, hoes, lick (you dig?)
Swallow, spit, boo, spit on that dick
(yeah, yeah)
Real, yeah, hundreds, Crip (yeah)
Set, trip, come and ride with a bad red bitch
Out to suck that dick like dropout
Suck that dick like dropout (set)
What the fuck these niggas talkin' 'bout?
Fuck these niggas talkin' 'bout?
Yeah I walk 'round with my Glock out
Walk 'round with my Glock out
I said bust it, she went all out, no 12
You gon' cop out
Ginuwine, what's in them jeans? Girl
What's in them jeans? (You dig?)
In a winter dream, in a winter dream
(you dig?) she gon' suck that for the team
Suck that for the team (I dig) no DC
Boy fuck you mean? What the fuck you mean?
(You dig?)

Dirty soda full of lean, yeah
All my hundreds blue, your money green, yeah
I remember this shit was a dream, yeah
Now I'm countin' guala with my team, yeah
What you need? yeah
Get in, get back, two Percs, in that
Stack up, sit back, hold up, hit that
Pop her, pop out, boo'd up, been that
I'm a getter, what you need? yeah
Get in, get back, two Percs, in that
Stack up, sit back, hold up, hit that
Pop her, pop out, boo'd up, been that
I'm a getter, get in, get back

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