CavalierSound, Night Lovell - 300 Thousand lyrics

Yeah, yeah yah

Cash lay beside me, trees all around me
Got this white bitch like Versace
Hot as fuck off that Wasabi
Shawty wanna call me, call me say I'm Papi
Meet you in that fucking lobby
Come with bags and bags of Tommy
Climb in the back of my motherfucking Jeep
Take you places, take you
Straight into the jungle, fuck the scene
Never sleep, never keep, keep that shit
That's fucking cheap
When I see that I know damn
Well that you playing from beneath
That's fake shit, break, back, lay, black, k
'Bout 300 thousand things from you
That I won't ever take
'Bout 300 thousand things that you
Won't ever fucking make
Walk on back to see that you
Ain't never shit for goodness sake
Black match, navy blue bulletproof glass
Ya'll niggas dumb as fuck
Can't you see it's over looked
I'ma wait till the mothafuckin' summer
Got your bitch and shit so
Here's her mothafuckin' number
Stupid nigga lies to me
Told you not to turn your
Mothafuckin' back to me
Don't talk back to me
Who are you to say that I
Ain't fucking with this money
Bitch I do this shit alone
Call me the black Mahatma Gandhi

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