Pi’erre Bourne - Balenciaga Jeans / C-Notes lyrics
[Pi’erre Bourne - Balenciaga Jeans / C-Notes lyrics]
Baby it ain't hard, don't be weak hoe
Rolling up the dough like my windows
Balenciaga jeans, couple c notes
Baby it ain't hard, don't be weak hoe
Rolling up the dough like my windows
Balenciaga jeans, couple c notes
Baby it ain't hard, don't be weak hoe
Rolling up the dough like my windows
Balenciaga jeans, couple c notes
I got dior, i got so much more
Shit you can't afford, in my crib it's a tour
In my crib, it's a whore
Pull up here?, it's a horse
Use your mouth, use your voice
She wanna catch all my lil boys
And this bitch i just de-
Yeah, yeah
Baby it ain't hard, don't be weak hoe
Rolling up thе dough like my windows
Balenciaga jeans, couplе c notes
I got dior, i got so much more
Shit you can't afford, in my crib it's a tour
In my crib, it's a whore
Pull up here?, it's a horse
Use your mouth, use your voice
She wanna catch all my lil boys
And this bitch i just destroy
I went from rags to riches
I get the cash like bitches
Add up cars? like mathematicians
We ain't comin without? i hit her with the?
Fall asleep on that bitch
I don't want no more
Man i'm from the hood
You know we don't say things
Man my life good
You know i got to say thanks
Man your bitch?,?
When i'm in trap, i'm smokin KK
I got gas on me got that loud on me
But my momma still say she proud of me
Got them racks on me got them stacks on me
Boys really cappin, they?
Rolling up the dough like my windows
Balenciaga jeans, couple c notes
Baby it ain't hard, don't be weak hoe
Rolling up the dough like my windows
Balenciaga jeans, couple c notes
Baby it ain't hard, don't be weak hoe
Rolling up the dough like my windows
Balenciaga jeans, couple c notes
I got dior, i got so much more
Shit you can't afford, in my crib it's a tour
In my crib, it's a whore
Pull up here?, it's a horse
Use your mouth, use your voice
She wanna catch all my lil boys
And this bitch i just de-
Yeah, yeah
Baby it ain't hard, don't be weak hoe
Rolling up thе dough like my windows
Balenciaga jeans, couplе c notes
I got dior, i got so much more
Shit you can't afford, in my crib it's a tour
In my crib, it's a whore
Pull up here?, it's a horse
Use your mouth, use your voice
She wanna catch all my lil boys
And this bitch i just destroy
I went from rags to riches
I get the cash like bitches
Add up cars? like mathematicians
We ain't comin without? i hit her with the?
Fall asleep on that bitch
I don't want no more
Man i'm from the hood
You know we don't say things
Man my life good
You know i got to say thanks
Man your bitch?,?
When i'm in trap, i'm smokin KK
I got gas on me got that loud on me
But my momma still say she proud of me
Got them racks on me got them stacks on me
Boys really cappin, they?