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Reggie Brixx - Buying P3rcs from lebron (True Story) Lyrics



Reggie Brixx - Buying P3rcs from lebron (True Story) Lyrics
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Dripping on all of this shit give heart attack
Don't even know where I'm at
Bitch is so thick so you see front and back
Making my dick go splat
Driving the wraith and the Bentley
Going there and back
Don't even know where I'm at
All this designer sitting on my waist from the belt can you unbuckle that
Can you unbuckle that
Look at my my double that
Ass Is stupid fat
She throw and I make it clap
Cmon stop the cap
U a lil boy sit on my lap
Coooking up in trap
Your bitch is a hoe and she sending snaps
Sending me snaps on the gram your bitch wanna f*ck cause I know she a fan
Destiny two for clan
Whipping up soda I'm flipping the pan
Pouring syrup like Ann
Cup is so muddy I fill it with xans
I'm Running chase for scams
Bitch is so ugly she look like a trans
Sussy Baka is trans
Can't change my mind she look like a man
U a big back bitch mfs eating rasain bran
Ya Counting all of this shit
Flexing my digits 3k on my wrists
She ain't fuk wit the kid
Counting the chicken she mad as shit
Ya counting money on the phone
Bitch mad get a bone
It's 30 points for loan
Go get that shit on your own
Big Boss shit
You know that I'm rich
And I be f*cking yo bitch
In the back of the whip
She sucking my dick
Why she ain't texting yo shit
She said that it's bigger then you
Oh my gosh is that true
I'm smacking her ass by the pool
Cmon bro get a broom
Clean up your mess
Your wife is a wreck
30 round k on my neck
I'm Passing these checks
I'm getting this neck
And my bitch stay wet
My bitch stay wet on the jet
She's Baddest bitch that I met
It 50 racks for the bet
It 50 rack you in debt
It's Marlboros red for set
I f*cked your bitch plz don't not forgot
I was all up in it I did not break a sweat
She calling me Reggie bricks is the best
You a loser you be sitting at home
I'm counting money with yo bitch up rome
I'm riding clean with the wheels all chrome
She a creamer she be giving me dome
Cut the mullet I ain't using a comb
Rocking khakis and I'm wearing the foams
Bb belt and studded with stones
Sour diesel and I'm rolling the cone
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Dripping on all of this shit give heart attack
Don't even know where I'm at
Bitch is so thick so you see front and back
Making my dick go splat
Driving the wraith and the Bentley
Going there and back
Don't even know where I'm at
All this designer sitting on my waist from the belt can you unbuckle that
Can you unbuckle that
Look at my my double that
Ass Is stupid fat
She throw and I make it clap
Cmon stop the cap
U a lil boy sit on my lap
Coooking up in trap
Your bitch is a hoe and she sending snaps
Sending me snaps on the gram your bitch wanna f*ck cause I know she a fan
Destiny two for clan
Whipping up soda I'm flipping the pan
Pouring syrup like Ann
Cup is so muddy I fill it with xans
I'm Running chase for scams
Bitch is so ugly she look like a trans
Sussy Baka is trans
Can't change my mind she look like a man
U a big back bitch mfs eating rasain bran
Ya Counting all of this shit
Flexing my digits 3k on my wrists
She ain't fuk wit the kid
Counting the chicken she mad as shit
Ya counting money on the phone
Bitch mad get a bone
It's 30 points for loan
Go get that shit on your own
Big Boss shit
You know that I'm rich
And I be f*cking yo bitch
In the back of the whip
She sucking my dick
Why she ain't texting yo shit
She said that it's bigger then you
Oh my gosh is that true
I'm smacking her ass by the pool
Cmon bro get a broom
Clean up your mess
Your wife is a wreck
30 round k on my neck
I'm Passing these checks
I'm getting this neck
And my bitch stay wet
My bitch stay wet on the jet
She's Baddest bitch that I met
It 50 racks for the bet
It 50 rack you in debt
It's Marlboros red for set
I f*cked your bitch plz don't not forgot
I was all up in it I did not break a sweat
She calling me Reggie bricks is the best
You a loser you be sitting at home
I'm counting money with yo bitch up rome
I'm riding clean with the wheels all chrome
She a creamer she be giving me dome
Cut the mullet I ain't using a comb
Rocking khakis and I'm wearing the foams
Bb belt and studded with stones
Sour diesel and I'm rolling the cone
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Writer: Brandon P
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Performed By: Reggie Brixx
Language: English
Length: 2:08
Written by: Brandon P
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