photoshoot

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Dom Corleo - Rap, In English

photoshoot

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[Intro] Yeah (Yeah) [Chorus] I met shawty at my photoshoot (Photoshoot) Ain't a bitch that I can't bag (I can't bag) I fucked her in the green room (Fuck the club) Shawty, I'm loaded up (Loaded up) Double cup, I pour it up (I pour it up) I got codeine in my cup (We got that codeine) Got it filled up with some residue (I filled it up) Look at all that hate they do (Yeah) They look at me, I'm swaggin' out (Swagged out) Chanel on my glasses now (Yeah) That's why they wanna come match me now It's just fuck what you askin' 'bout (Uh) I'm drivin' that Wraith, then I'm crashin' out I'm takin' that pic' with the flash, I'm out (Okay) Shawty wanna pull up, shake her ass right now (Oh, yeah) [Verse] She gon' take that dick, she gon' gag it up (Gag it up) And I can't even fuck her (Can't even fuck) I'm covered in red like the Baphomet now (Hold up) But the Devil a fucker (The Devil a fucker) My jeans too tight, I can't even fuck you These here Undercover (Yeah) I'm posted up, rockin' some Jun Takahashi (Posted up) With a Moncler puffer (Wow) Every time I go and get on the jet, I be takin' off like a pilot (I step on the runway just like a jet) I roll it up and put some Grabba in my Backwood, I ain't even high yet (I'm not fuckin' high yet) She excited, she ain't ever fucked with drugs, I told shawty, "Come and try it" (I told shawty, "Come and try it") She tryna act all saditty with her friends, you ain't gotta gas it (Her friends ugly) You ain't gotta gas it (Uh-huh) Every time I come back in the game (Uh-huh), I turn it up and make a classic (Uh-huh) Every time I go load up the bags (Uh-huh), I think I need some bigger baggage (Woah-oh-oh) Every time I get down on my hands, I need to wash it off and rinse it (Woah-oh-oh) In love with money, ain't against it (Uh-huh) [Pre-Chorus] I'm tryna go (I'm tryna go) Said, "I'm tryna go" (Yes, I'm tryna go) I'm tryna get money forever (Money forever) Yeah, I'm covered in money forever (Money forever) Let us fuck forever (Let's fuck forever) Let's fuck forever (Let's fuck forever) On a velveted bed with gold chains and Gucci leather (Ah-ah) [Chorus] I met shawty at my photoshoot (Photoshoot) Ain't a bitch that I can't bag (I can't bag) I fucked her in the green room (Fuck the club) Shawty, I'm loaded up (Loaded up) Double cup, I pour it up (I pour it up) I got codeine in my cup (Codeine) Got it filled up with some residue Look at all that hate they do They look at me, I'm swaggin' out Chanel on my glasses now That's why they wanna come match me now It's just fuck what you askin' 'bout I'm drivin' that Wraith, then I'm crashin' out I'm takin' that pic' with the flash, I'm out Shawty wanna pull up, shake her ass right now (Shake her ass right now)

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Credits

Writers
  • Dom Corleo
  • Kavi (Producer)
  • Arjun Singha