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Charlie Rizzuto - Fun Never End Lyrics



Charlie Rizzuto - Fun Never End Lyrics
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I count a million I just got my check up, just tell me lil' baby if you want your bread up
I count a million I just got my check up, just tell me lil' baby if you want your bread up
I gotta look cool for you, baby I'm flex up, you don't appreciate it and I'm fed up
Just tell me if you real, you better step up, if you real, you know you gettin' your bread up
If you want your bread up, you best get your head up, cause I'm off the henny and I cannot fizz up
I'm off the"sizz"and Sky making the mix, f*ckin' your bitches in bed they twix
I count a million, I'm gettin' lit, the ice on my wrist is so cold that I'm sick
Step up to me and I'm gettin' the blick, she said that she love me, that shit way too quick
She wanna hug me and get on my dick, but I ask her politely to get off my dick
I ask her politely to stay out my shit, then I'm ridin' the f*ckin' train with all her friends
Hop out to the function, the pussy I'm munchin, the life of the party, the f*ck never ends
Countin' a million, I got the budget, baby she love me, the pussy I'm munchin
Baby she huggin' gains, you know she love me, gotta run to the sheets, lil' baby she callin
Lil' babe wanna meet my friends, tell them I'm comin, kickin' them out so I give her some lovin
Kickin' them out and she callin' me honey, I never be celebrity, I've been down and I'm sellin' it
Lickin' her shit, I've been down like she honey, baby don't go nowhere, I know you love me
Hop on this beat, you know Sky be the Prod. and we f*ckin' these bitches and gettin' the money
I bring my voice to the"stu" and these bitches in there, they be gettin' all wet
I hop on this motherf*cker's beat goin' crazy, man, I don't know how I'm not famous yet
Damn, man, drivin' all day and I'm tappin' all day, I get nervous, the opps gonna shut down the set
She wanna come over, I say that's okay, just as long as I know that she bringin' a friend
I cop the bud and I'm high as a kite, I can smoke the shit all f*ckin' days till I'm dead
I cop the rental, I'm racin' the roads and you know that I'm scurtin' this shit like a Benz
Like I said, you know that I'm on my grind, I'ma keep this shit up all the way till the end
Hop in the Benz, I ride with the dogs, we're on the mob, I'm doin' the job
Little bitch go off my steady, I got a team and you know that we ready
I'ma grind all the way till I'm deady, lil' man's best payback is daddy
Takin' this little man's eye like he fetty, then I'ma go f*ck his bitch and my mans
You best be knowin' that I'm hella petty, hop on the beat like I hop in the Range
Doin' it super, I'm savin' the day, eatin' her up like I'm in a soufflé
Lil' man's you best know that I ain't playin, I got a bank in the show, I ain't beggin
Gave her a hanky right after she beggin, been here all day, this shit what I be sayin
These hoes be out here and they just be real plain, you know that I'm bein' real everyday
I count a million I just got my check up, just tell me lil' baby if you want your bread up
I gotta look cool for you baby, I'm flexed up, you don't appreciate it and I'm fed up
Just tell me if you real, you better step up, if you real, you know you gettin' your bread up
If you want your bread up, you best get your head up, cause I'm off the henny and I cannot feel stuff
I'm off the"Sizz" and Sky making the mix, f*ckin' your bitches in bed like they Twix
I got a million, I'm gettin' lit, the ice on my wrist be so cold that I'm sick
Step up to me and I'm gettin' the blick, she say that she love me, that shit way too quick
She wanna hug me and get on my dick, but I ask her politely to
Ice on my wrist
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ice on my wrist
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I count a million I just got my check up, just tell me lil' baby if you want your bread up
I count a million I just got my check up, just tell me lil' baby if you want your bread up
I gotta look cool for you, baby I'm flex up, you don't appreciate it and I'm fed up
Just tell me if you real, you better step up, if you real, you know you gettin' your bread up
If you want your bread up, you best get your head up, cause I'm off the henny and I cannot fizz up
I'm off the"sizz"and Sky making the mix, f*ckin' your bitches in bed they twix
I count a million, I'm gettin' lit, the ice on my wrist is so cold that I'm sick
Step up to me and I'm gettin' the blick, she said that she love me, that shit way too quick
She wanna hug me and get on my dick, but I ask her politely to get off my dick
I ask her politely to stay out my shit, then I'm ridin' the f*ckin' train with all her friends
Hop out to the function, the pussy I'm munchin, the life of the party, the f*ck never ends
Countin' a million, I got the budget, baby she love me, the pussy I'm munchin
Baby she huggin' gains, you know she love me, gotta run to the sheets, lil' baby she callin
Lil' babe wanna meet my friends, tell them I'm comin, kickin' them out so I give her some lovin
Kickin' them out and she callin' me honey, I never be celebrity, I've been down and I'm sellin' it
Lickin' her shit, I've been down like she honey, baby don't go nowhere, I know you love me
Hop on this beat, you know Sky be the Prod. and we f*ckin' these bitches and gettin' the money
I bring my voice to the"stu" and these bitches in there, they be gettin' all wet
I hop on this motherf*cker's beat goin' crazy, man, I don't know how I'm not famous yet
Damn, man, drivin' all day and I'm tappin' all day, I get nervous, the opps gonna shut down the set
She wanna come over, I say that's okay, just as long as I know that she bringin' a friend
I cop the bud and I'm high as a kite, I can smoke the shit all f*ckin' days till I'm dead
I cop the rental, I'm racin' the roads and you know that I'm scurtin' this shit like a Benz
Like I said, you know that I'm on my grind, I'ma keep this shit up all the way till the end
Hop in the Benz, I ride with the dogs, we're on the mob, I'm doin' the job
Little bitch go off my steady, I got a team and you know that we ready
I'ma grind all the way till I'm deady, lil' man's best payback is daddy
Takin' this little man's eye like he fetty, then I'ma go f*ck his bitch and my mans
You best be knowin' that I'm hella petty, hop on the beat like I hop in the Range
Doin' it super, I'm savin' the day, eatin' her up like I'm in a soufflé
Lil' man's you best know that I ain't playin, I got a bank in the show, I ain't beggin
Gave her a hanky right after she beggin, been here all day, this shit what I be sayin
These hoes be out here and they just be real plain, you know that I'm bein' real everyday
I count a million I just got my check up, just tell me lil' baby if you want your bread up
I gotta look cool for you baby, I'm flexed up, you don't appreciate it and I'm fed up
Just tell me if you real, you better step up, if you real, you know you gettin' your bread up
If you want your bread up, you best get your head up, cause I'm off the henny and I cannot feel stuff
I'm off the"Sizz" and Sky making the mix, f*ckin' your bitches in bed like they Twix
I got a million, I'm gettin' lit, the ice on my wrist be so cold that I'm sick
Step up to me and I'm gettin' the blick, she say that she love me, that shit way too quick
She wanna hug me and get on my dick, but I ask her politely to
Ice on my wrist
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ice on my wrist
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Writer: Charles Rizzuto, Demetri Gweynn
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Performed By: Charlie Rizzuto
Language: English
Length: 2:44
Written by: Charles Rizzuto, Demetri Gweynn

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