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Amarijit - Made Me Somethin Lyrics



Amarijit - Made Me Somethin Lyrics
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Pop out-pop out with stick, gun ya-gun ya
All of my niggas gon' grab that rock, sum' like Andre Drummond
That nigga worried bout bustin' a play, we bustin' a L like it's nothin
I just be-I just be riding 'round town in Mercedes 'cause rap made me somethin
Cause rap made me money
All I think-All I think about is commas
All I think-All I think about is hunnids
All I think-All I think about is Prada
Or"Why my neck came flooded?"
Why would I hit that bitch for sex? If she want dick she comin
Why would I-Why would I ask that hoe for neck if I just pull up Cullin
Stars in the roof keep turnin' me off, this shit like a masquerade
All these hoes tryn' hit a nigga phone but a nigga never entertained
You passin' 'liminary rounds 'cause you is a bad bitch, shit, but the head ain't great
Crazy a nigga don't feel no pain
Crazy a nigga like Nino Paid
Crazy a nigga relapsing off them pills and take ten to the face
Crazy a nigga ask for that ball, even though nigga don't shoot that great
Soon enough one of my shots gon' fall, a nigga feel like Tracy McGrady
Pop out-pop out with stick, gun ya-gun ya
All of my niggas gon' grab that rock, sum' like Andre Drummond
That nigga worried bout bustin' a play, we bustin' a L like it's nothin
I just be-I just be riding 'round town in Mercedes 'cause rap made me somethin
Cause rap made me money
All I think-All I think about is commas
All I think-All I think about is hunnids
All I think-All I think about is Prada
Or"Why my neck came flooded?"
Why would I hit that bitch for sex? If she want dick she comin
Why would I-Why would I ask that hoe for neck if I just pull up Cullin'
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Pop out-pop out with stick, gun ya-gun ya
All of my niggas gon' grab that rock, sum' like Andre Drummond
That nigga worried bout bustin' a play, we bustin' a L like it's nothin
I just be-I just be riding 'round town in Mercedes 'cause rap made me somethin
Cause rap made me money
All I think-All I think about is commas
All I think-All I think about is hunnids
All I think-All I think about is Prada
Or"Why my neck came flooded?"
Why would I hit that bitch for sex? If she want dick she comin
Why would I-Why would I ask that hoe for neck if I just pull up Cullin
Stars in the roof keep turnin' me off, this shit like a masquerade
All these hoes tryn' hit a nigga phone but a nigga never entertained
You passin' 'liminary rounds 'cause you is a bad bitch, shit, but the head ain't great
Crazy a nigga don't feel no pain
Crazy a nigga like Nino Paid
Crazy a nigga relapsing off them pills and take ten to the face
Crazy a nigga ask for that ball, even though nigga don't shoot that great
Soon enough one of my shots gon' fall, a nigga feel like Tracy McGrady
Pop out-pop out with stick, gun ya-gun ya
All of my niggas gon' grab that rock, sum' like Andre Drummond
That nigga worried bout bustin' a play, we bustin' a L like it's nothin
I just be-I just be riding 'round town in Mercedes 'cause rap made me somethin
Cause rap made me money
All I think-All I think about is commas
All I think-All I think about is hunnids
All I think-All I think about is Prada
Or"Why my neck came flooded?"
Why would I hit that bitch for sex? If she want dick she comin
Why would I-Why would I ask that hoe for neck if I just pull up Cullin'
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Writer: Ethan Gopaul
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Amarijit
Language: English
Length: 1:53
Written by: Ethan Gopaul
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