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RosaBoyTrae - Strike Lyrics



RosaBoyTrae - Strike Lyrics
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Mama, can you tell Ahlyege to turn the beats down
Shoutout Ahlyege
Yeah, yeah
I been gettin' money, pink fifties and a lot of blue hunnids
Big za up in my lungs, baby, I been rollin' out the Russian
If we ain't talkin' bout no paper, tell me why the f*ck we discuss-in
I remember I had nothing I had said somethin', you had said nothin
But I appreciate you, that shit make me go harder
Now that shit don't even bother
Plenty fish in that water, and I'm watching my bobble
When you having motion, them hoes gon' goggle
When you having motion, them hoes gon' bite
I been rollin' dice like all my life
Put my foot on the pedal, now I'm on they ass like, white on rice
My stick a bitch, got a dick that's a dike
Got a bad bitch, she gon' ride like a bike
They know I'm gon' pop shit like a spike
I told you I love you, baby, Sike!
You just something that I like
Really, you can take a hike
You done reached your third strike
You done reached your third strike
You done reached the third
You done reached the third
You done reached the third
You done reached the third
You done reached the third strike
You done reached the third strike
I might go berserk
Broke my heart in pieces, I'm in pain
I might need a perc
Tryna make it work
You say you riding swerve
Watch out for the curb
That love shit for the birds
I feel like I deserve
I feel I deserve it
And I'm far from perfect
Dirty money need detergent
I'm in my bag like a Birkin
I run that shit up on purpose
You done struck out, now you worthless
Thanks for watching
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English

Mama, can you tell Ahlyege to turn the beats down
Shoutout Ahlyege
Yeah, yeah
I been gettin' money, pink fifties and a lot of blue hunnids
Big za up in my lungs, baby, I been rollin' out the Russian
If we ain't talkin' bout no paper, tell me why the f*ck we discuss-in
I remember I had nothing I had said somethin', you had said nothin
But I appreciate you, that shit make me go harder
Now that shit don't even bother
Plenty fish in that water, and I'm watching my bobble
When you having motion, them hoes gon' goggle
When you having motion, them hoes gon' bite
I been rollin' dice like all my life
Put my foot on the pedal, now I'm on they ass like, white on rice
My stick a bitch, got a dick that's a dike
Got a bad bitch, she gon' ride like a bike
They know I'm gon' pop shit like a spike
I told you I love you, baby, Sike!
You just something that I like
Really, you can take a hike
You done reached your third strike
You done reached your third strike
You done reached the third
You done reached the third
You done reached the third
You done reached the third
You done reached the third strike
You done reached the third strike
I might go berserk
Broke my heart in pieces, I'm in pain
I might need a perc
Tryna make it work
You say you riding swerve
Watch out for the curb
That love shit for the birds
I feel like I deserve
I feel I deserve it
And I'm far from perfect
Dirty money need detergent
I'm in my bag like a Birkin
I run that shit up on purpose
You done struck out, now you worthless
Thanks for watching
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Writer: Deontrae Gavin
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: RosaBoyTrae
Language: English
Length: 2:24
Written by: Deontrae Gavin
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