Famous Dex, Dice SoHo - Ciabatta lyrics
Famous Dex [Dexter Tiewon Gore Jr.] Chicago, Illinois.U.S.
[Famous Dex, Dice SoHo - Ciabatta lyrics]
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Young nigga get to the guala
I’m getting the dollars
Your bitch wanna holla
Young nigga get to the guala
I’m getting the dollars
Your bitch wanna holla
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Young nigga get to the guala
I’m getting the dollars
Your bitch wanna holla
Young nigga get to the guala
I’m getting the dollars
Your bitch wanna holla
Young nigga get to the guala
Benjamin’s all in my pocket
I’m popping two pills, I can’t stop it
I’m taking off just like a rocket
I’m coolin’ LA, me and Dice-O
We fuck on two bitches then we iso
She want me to stay, tell her leggo
I got to get bricks and my pesos
Back then I ain’t have no guala
Now all these bitches wanna holla
She want to go shoppin’, baby girl stop it
I can’t buy you no Prada
Tell her work like Rihanna
OohSteppin’ in Balenciaga, ooh
I know she just want me for my juice
Drop a deuce and now I’m on snooze
And then I pull up in a Bentley coupe
Fuck the top, had to drop the roof
Smoking dope, bitch I feel like Snoop
Catch an opp then you know I’ma shoot
But I pull up in srt8
I had to go pour me an eight
I fucked your little bitch, you was late
And then I bust up in her face
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Young nigga get to the guala
I’m getting the dollars
Your bitch wanna holla
Young nigga get to the guala
I’m getting the dollars
Your bitch wanna holla
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Young nigga get to the guala
I’m getting the dollars
Your bitch wanna holla
Young nigga get to the guala
I’m getting the dollars
Your bitch wanna holla
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Young nigga get to the guala
I’m getting the dollars
Your bitch wanna holla
Young nigga get to the guala
I’m getting the dollars
Your bitch wanna holla
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Young nigga get to the guala
I’m getting the dollars
Your bitch wanna holla
Young nigga get to the guala
I’m getting the dollars
Your bitch wanna holla
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Young nigga get to the guala
I’m getting the dollars
Your bitch wanna holla
Young nigga get to the guala
I’m getting the dollars
Your bitch wanna holla
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Young nigga get to the guala
I’m getting the dollars
Your bitch wanna holla
Young nigga get to the guala
I’m getting the dollars
Your bitch wanna holla
Young nigga get to the guala
Benjamin’s all in my pocket
I’m popping two pills, I can’t stop it
I’m taking off just like a rocket
I’m coolin’ LA, me and Dice-O
We fuck on two bitches then we iso
She want me to stay, tell her leggo
I got to get bricks and my pesos
Back then I ain’t have no guala
Now all these bitches wanna holla
She want to go shoppin’, baby girl stop it
I can’t buy you no Prada
Tell her work like Rihanna
OohSteppin’ in Balenciaga, ooh
I know she just want me for my juice
Drop a deuce and now I’m on snooze
And then I pull up in a Bentley coupe
Fuck the top, had to drop the roof
Smoking dope, bitch I feel like Snoop
Catch an opp then you know I’ma shoot
But I pull up in srt8
I had to go pour me an eight
I fucked your little bitch, you was late
And then I bust up in her face
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Young nigga get to the guala
I’m getting the dollars
Your bitch wanna holla
Young nigga get to the guala
I’m getting the dollars
Your bitch wanna holla
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Young nigga get to the guala
I’m getting the dollars
Your bitch wanna holla
Young nigga get to the guala
I’m getting the dollars
Your bitch wanna holla
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Young nigga get to the guala
I’m getting the dollars
Your bitch wanna holla
Young nigga get to the guala
I’m getting the dollars
Your bitch wanna holla
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Countin’ up all the Ciabatta
Young nigga get to the guala
I’m getting the dollars
Your bitch wanna holla
Young nigga get to the guala
I’m getting the dollars
Your bitch wanna holla
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