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Raff Ldn - Forever Thing (CAMO COLLECTION PT. 2) Lyrics



Raff Ldn - Forever Thing (CAMO COLLECTION PT. 2) Lyrics
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We started off
Now this shit is getting better
What ever the weather I'm tryna make this a forever thing
Yeah yeah
Yeah
We coping
Suicide and butterfly for any of the motors
Smitten smiles, butterflies she get it, when I call her
Them Pretty eyes, I can't lie, she lost in the ocean
She get Lost in the motion
Tell me girl you ain't had man this so involving
Pretty bitch deserve, all my loving yeah
Shortys pockets, imma reburst, it's that cash wanting? Yeahhh
I got the doggys complex north west
We don't like to speak the gossip, that is nonsense
All bout' progress, all bout it
All bout' it
All bout' it
All bout' it baby, whole lotta
Whole lotta
Whole lotta people got something say
Can't Give a damn what you think bout whatever I make
Uhhh huhhh
Shoot to score players, we are all them
I'm Tekky like I'm messi, oh I'm balling
We should be a pack dogs, on how be so pedigree
Let it bark, don't let it be
Apply the pressure music, no hook up on the whole beat
Got the fam who really do this, you be yappin' up the wrong tree
I drive sport cos adrenaline me feel alive
Yeah like who am I?
Big Raff from UK, imma shooting star
Hit the top, take cellin off
Yeah, Yeah
I hate what's on my timeline
I would rather be in the 80s all bumping Isaacs
Or mix it with some purple reign, Teen spirit Kurt Cobain
90s or the 80s aye
Yeah
I just wanna speak my piece on this beat and I'm good
And I hope it's understood
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We started off
Now this shit is getting better
What ever the weather I'm tryna make this a forever thing
Yeah yeah
Yeah
We coping
Suicide and butterfly for any of the motors
Smitten smiles, butterflies she get it, when I call her
Them Pretty eyes, I can't lie, she lost in the ocean
She get Lost in the motion
Tell me girl you ain't had man this so involving
Pretty bitch deserve, all my loving yeah
Shortys pockets, imma reburst, it's that cash wanting? Yeahhh
I got the doggys complex north west
We don't like to speak the gossip, that is nonsense
All bout' progress, all bout it
All bout' it
All bout' it
All bout' it baby, whole lotta
Whole lotta
Whole lotta people got something say
Can't Give a damn what you think bout whatever I make
Uhhh huhhh
Shoot to score players, we are all them
I'm Tekky like I'm messi, oh I'm balling
We should be a pack dogs, on how be so pedigree
Let it bark, don't let it be
Apply the pressure music, no hook up on the whole beat
Got the fam who really do this, you be yappin' up the wrong tree
I drive sport cos adrenaline me feel alive
Yeah like who am I?
Big Raff from UK, imma shooting star
Hit the top, take cellin off
Yeah, Yeah
I hate what's on my timeline
I would rather be in the 80s all bumping Isaacs
Or mix it with some purple reign, Teen spirit Kurt Cobain
90s or the 80s aye
Yeah
I just wanna speak my piece on this beat and I'm good
And I hope it's understood
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Writer: Raff Ldn
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Performed By: Raff Ldn
Language: English
Length: 2:23
Written by: Raff Ldn
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