Mona Lisa*

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Mona Lisa*

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Lyrics from Snippet [Chorus] I can't feel my body like it up, off of Molly (Yah) I can tell lil' shawty 'bout to fuck, yeah, she 'bout it ('Bout it) She know, yeah, that every time I pull up, not sayin', "Sorry" (No) Everything here all red, from my bitch to my car key (Yah) Shawty's tryna hop in my bed, and fuck her friend for a Goyard, please (Yah) Niggas say they keep bread and they keep cash, that's like heartbeat ([Nevermind?]) Niggas wanna play for the team, see me with your bitch, she said she "Sir, please" ... [Verse 1] ... [?] (Woo) All these hoes they mine, I ain't borrowin' these (Woah) I pop my shit right now, huh, pardon me (Pardon me) I'm on some new shit (New shit), they on the same shit My racks so stainless, this Cybertruck stainless, hollup Fuck on your main bitch (Main bitch), she make the stank face (Main bitch) [?] (Yeah), I might make her gang them Yeah, [?] twin, [?] (Yeah) [Chorus] I can't feel my body like it up, off of Molly (Yeah) I can tell lil' shawty 'bout to fuck, yeah, she 'bout it ('Bout it) She know, yeah, that every time I pull up, not sayin', "Sorry" (No) Everything here all red, from my bitch to my car key (Yeah) Shawty's tryna hop in my bed, and fuck her friend for a Goyard, please (Yeah) Niggas say they keep bread and they keep cash, that's like heartbeat (Yeah) Niggas wanna play for the team, see me with your bitch, she said she "Sir, please" [Verse 2] [?] rockstar [?] my feet, yeah (Yeah) She gon' suck my dick, all black trucks, trucks, he quick lick, huh I thought that boy with slime, he think he [?] this shit (Woo) I took your ho across the atlas, nah, you can't get her back, yeah (Woo) She on demand, yeah Shawty make it bounce, you'd think she was clappin' her hands (Yeah) I've got a Mona Lisa bitch, comin' from Paris, France (Woo) I can tell she way too geeked, just look at my lil' stance (Woo) I've gotta keep my pistol on me, these niggas be playin' (Woo) [Chorus] I can't feel my body like it up, off of Molly (Money) I can tell lil' shawty 'bout to fuck, yeah, she 'bout it (Yeah) She know, yeah, that every time I pull up, not sayin', "Sorry" (Yeah) Everything here all red, from my bitch to my car key (Yeah) Shawty's tryna hop in my bed, and fuck her friend for a Goyard, please (Yeah) Niggas say they keep bread and they keep cash, that's like heartbeat (Double O) Niggas wanna play for the team, see me with your bitch, she said, shit, "Sir, please" [Outro] Yeah, [?] [?]

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  • Destroy Lonely
  • Dylxn
  • 3rdup
  • Lil 88