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Reloaded (feat. Fuego214) Video (MV)




Performed By: Crizy G
Language: English
Length: 1:53
Written by: Cristian Gonzalez




Crizy G - Reloaded (feat. Fuego214) Lyrics
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Walk into the building drop a check now I own it
I could've been a Doctor but that is if I wanted
She a Daddy's little girl so the money is a must
And if I don't go to college I'll forever be a buster?
You can't even catch up to my mustard Maserati
Interior all red looking like a cut up body
They said murder is my hobby so the SWAT is in the lobby
Call me Tony Montana but ima go out with a Tommy rockin' Tommy
My ch-ch-choppa chop ya up just like Salami
In a Maybach like I'm Mally
Hop in the boat like I'm Yachty
Bass hit hard like Ali
But I still ball like Scotty
I heard they want to rob me
They must not know about me
I see you throwing up a set but who dropping bodies?
Phat Pat pulled up with the thooka
Came through shooting like Luka
You don't want smoke, no Hookah
No cigars from Cuba
I'm at the top, man it's crazy when you pop
Man I couldn't buy a car now I spend that on a watch
Couldn't see the beach so I had to cop a yacht
Had a little extra cheese, took a Bentley off the lot
Try and get me for my keys and ima catch you with the glock
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Walk into the building drop a check now I own it
I could've been a Doctor but that is if I wanted
She a Daddy's little girl so the money is a must
And if I don't go to college I'll forever be a buster?
You can't even catch up to my mustard Maserati
Interior all red looking like a cut up body
They said murder is my hobby so the SWAT is in the lobby
Call me Tony Montana but ima go out with a Tommy rockin' Tommy
My ch-ch-choppa chop ya up just like Salami
In a Maybach like I'm Mally
Hop in the boat like I'm Yachty
Bass hit hard like Ali
But I still ball like Scotty
I heard they want to rob me
They must not know about me
I see you throwing up a set but who dropping bodies?
Phat Pat pulled up with the thooka
Came through shooting like Luka
You don't want smoke, no Hookah
No cigars from Cuba
I'm at the top, man it's crazy when you pop
Man I couldn't buy a car now I spend that on a watch
Couldn't see the beach so I had to cop a yacht
Had a little extra cheese, took a Bentley off the lot
Try and get me for my keys and ima catch you with the glock
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Writer: Cristian Gonzalez
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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