Aladdin

Reese LAFLARE & Lil Duke - Rap
Aladdin
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Duration: 3:52
Lyrics
[Intro: Reese LAFLARE] (Off to Neverland) Yeah [Chorus: Reese LAFLARE] Run me my check, automatic (Yeah) Garments on me flyer than Aladdin (Yeah) Bitch I'm that nigga 'cause I said it (Woah) Baguette-y's invisible settings Brand new coupe, this car key sittin' offset (Set) I done came up, got these niggas upset Pussy boy sendin' threats while I'm getting sent jets Big boulders on the ice, got ya bitch sittin' wet Yeah [Verse 1: Reese LAFLARE] Y'all doing what they do, I'm just a one on one Shooter walk down and hit you, they don't run and gun Feelin' spectacular, amazing, wonderful Might buy her some brand new titties if she fuck me good Call that bitch a Dyson, lil' shawty suck me good Blessings all around me, ain't gotta knock on wood Icy as fuck look like I'm playin' hockey good Took her and gave her right back, I am Robin Hood (Flare) Boy, I'm lit up like that sign that say Hollywood (For real) Fuck her 'til I catch a Charley Horse (Woah) Green and gold on me like Mardi Gras (Ice) Real stepper steppin' on all of y'all [Chorus: Reese LAFLARE] Run me my check, automatic (Yeah) Garments on me flyer than Aladdin (Yeah) Bitch I'm that nigga 'cause I said it (Woah) Baguette-y's invisible settings Brand new coupe, this car key sittin' offset (Set) I done came up, got these niggas upset Pussy boy sendin' threats while I'm getting sent jets Big boulders on the ice, got ya bitch sittin' wet [Verse 2: Lil Duke] (Let's go) They already know how we comin' (How) We make it rain like Magic on a Monday (Pffrr) Nigga be broke and bein' broke it ain't funny Feelin' like Cole ridin' 'round with that Tommy (Brrr) We rockin' diamonds on diamonds on diamonds (Diamonds) My shit from Elliot, shit just might blind you (My shit from Elliot) My shit be shinin' I can't see the time (Can't see the time) I'm not a Busta, but I got the rhyme (I got the rhymes) Lotta bad bitches and they screamin' "Slime" (Slime) Can't cuff these bitches, these bitches ain't mine (Bitches ain't mine) I get him hit if that boy make a diss (Bow) Bitch I'm the shit, got diamonds in my fist (Woo) Lobster and shrimpster and steak (Steak) Ran this shit up got too much on my plate (Too much) 'Bout to take off now they askin' my rate (Askin' my rate) Ain't got my money, not tryna debate (Not tryna debate) [Chorus: Reese LAFLARE] Run me my check, automatic (Yeah) Garments on me flyer than Aladdin (Yeah) Bitch I'm that nigga 'cause I said it (Woah) Baguette-y's invisible settings Brand new coupe, this car key sittin' offset (Set) I done came up, got these niggas upset Pussy boy sendin' threats while I'm getting sent jets Big boulders on the ice, got ya bitch sittin' wet
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Credits
- Writers
- Beat Butcha
- Di$
- Reese LAFLARE
- Lil Duke