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"The Outer Limits/Unreal" Sangtekster
"The Outer Limits/Unreal" har sangtekster på engelsk sprog.
Penthouse really is a nickname given to me by my peers Penthouse P, it comes with a lot of other nicknames such and Playboy P , VIP etc I just feel like I’m in my Penthouse phase financially and mentally, I make it a point to be fly every single day and just purchase the things I’ve always dreamed of so if I could think of a logo that would represent me right now it would be a fly penthouse just like the one on the cover of my upcoming project.
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verse 1
Man fuck these hating niggaz and fuck all these hating bitches
I got me some naked bitches that fuck me and scrape the dishes
All my women taste delicious everyday with me is Christmas my vv’s be hitting different see my chains and tell the difference
Really it don’t make no difference kill the snitch and kill the witness ain’t no way to put a price on true ambition man just listen I can’t trust no nigga rockin black forces or true religion
I got me that new edition 2023 its tinted 2023 lets get it 2023 i feel it
had to take that shit i had inside and push my outer limits trying to make a mill a minute
aint no talk just went and did it really just to show these niggas
Unreal
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Can’t trust nobody but me, 5 racks cover my feet,
Aces up my sleeve, tryna get rich don’t sleep,
She tell me fuck me please, my bitches roll my weed,
I can’t name a nigga I need, said I can’t name a nigga I need,
That bitch say to much words, talk to much i curve, getting on my nerves, i can’t love no birds,
Told her wait yo turn, Back to back we swerve, and I don’t beg I earn, just want what I deserve,
Verse 1
Since 12 been screaming fuck 12 won’t beg no judge I’ll jump bail, on my knees for no man wont suck seed but we won’t fail
Thotties In my inbox, tryna tell me come chill, that trunk ain’t got no junk, slide that ass to junk mail,
Big chains like hotels Rock big rings they door bells threw 10 g’s at ten hoes all came home that’s wholesale,
Ten niggas with one bottle y’all can’t afford to let none spill, why even go to the club still how do broke niggaz have fun still
Can’t understand it it’s unreal, she undressed and unveiled that body look like 1 mill, in fresh bread cuz ain’t nothing stale,
Titties lookin too perky, gotta pop me 2 pills, bitch I ain’t got no worries, now I how tune feel, 12.
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