Whitney Houston

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Casino & Future - Rap, Atlanta Rap

Whitney Houston

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[Chorus: Future] [?] just another way of living Selling cocaine just to make a meal ticket Bairly made 14, I was out there on a mission I got that white on me, the same thing they say killed Whitney Houston Ain't no forgiveness, don't kill the witness Tried to rewind it, tried to climb it I'm droppin these bricks like a sale would Burning the money like firewood I got that white on me, the same thing they say killed Whitney Houston [Verse 1: Casino] I was bairly out of middle school, flirtin with the feds Bitch I'm from out the hood, I'm tryna get it through they heads But they ain't understand me, so I was thumbing through that bread Started poppin perks, now I'm addicted to them meds Pops tried to change me, said don't believe what them bitches said So I kept that chopper on me, [?] If finessing was a sport, then I'd be MVP Call me Casino Jordan, I'm the only nigga scorin In a car like Jeff Gordan, my diamonds get imported I'm with Pluto on the road, now Casino touring Regular mind is boring, on the private what I'm boarding Cause I'm tryna hit the charts, that's the reason why I'm recording Casino! [Chorus: Future] [?] just another way of living Selling cocaine just to make a meal ticket Bairly made 14, I was out there on a mission I got that white on me, the same thing they say killed Whitney Houston [?] don't kill the witness Tried to rewind it, tried to climb it I'm droppin these bricks like a sale would Burning the money like firewood I got that white on me, the same thing they say killed Whitney Houston [Verse 2: Casino] Can't speak on half the shit I saw, my niggas still fighting If I do, my whole city probably get indicted I'm really living this shit, these niggas out here reciting Give me a million dollar deal, and I still wouldn't sign it I had a bag of money, blowed it all in seconds I done been around the world, I don took a lot of trips I moved work across state lines, to Paris sippin wine And [?] with that sack on me, [?] [?] I ain't [?] school, I had 3 pounds in my backpack [?] she checking where my strap at [?] Casino! [Chorus: Future] [?] just another way of living Selling cocaine just to make a meal ticket Bairly made 14, I was out there on a mission I got that white on me, the same thing they say killed Whitney Houston [?] don't kill the witness Tried to rewind it, tried to climb it I'm droppin these bricks like a sale would Burning the money like firewood I got that white on me, the same thing they say killed Whitney Houston

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  • Future
  • Casino