Correction Lyrics Rolling Stone by Don Q

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I'm Mike Jack with the red lead (Bordeaux & Non Native)
I'm a Rolling Stone like Jagger (Jagger)
Slide and strike, I don't do no typin'
This clip longer than a ladder (Ladder)
Lil' baddie, get treeshy
Put her hair up in a bun and get neaky
She twerk on the cuz with her tongue out
She want me f**k from the back with my gun out

Up, up, up
B*t*h, I'm way, way, way up
They better uh, uh, duck
I let it spray, they play tough
They wanna game, tell 'em, "Lace up"
I took his chain, it ain't weigh much
Soon as I'm done, see you later
She lеft my pillowcase with make-up

Them n***as lamе, said they want smoke with us
Boy, you got a brain, watch what you throwin' up
I don't gotta aim, 30 loaded up
Like we [?] keep a pole with us
You stay [?] shooter, you ain't tote enough
You could get a shot like you old enough
She ate the whole d**k, got her throwin' up
She wanna take a picture, I don't pose enough
I got a shootin' stars ceilin' and I keep a couple broads in 'em
Yeah, I'm a rapper, but I let it sing, we got that boogie Don feelin'
I got a shootin' stars ceilin' and I keep a couple broads in 'em
Yeah, I'm a rapper, but I let it sing, we got that boogie Don feelin' (Boogie Don feelin')
I'm Mike Jack with the red lead
I'm a Rolling Stone like Jagger (Jagger)
Slide and strike, I don't do no typin'
This clip longer than a ladder (Ladder)
Lil' baddie, get treeshy
Put her hair up in a bun and get neaky
She twerk on the cuz with her tongue out
She want me f**k from the back with my gun out

I got a treesh that come from the East
We go to the Mondrian and f**k in the suite (And f**k in the suite)
She call me a trick, I give her a treat
Just look at her body, that's somethin' to keep (That's somethin' to keep)
Look at this b*t*h, keep her on fleek
She got designer on from head to the feet (From head to the feet)
Look at this wrist, look at this piece
You might get bodied if n***as can reach
We in the spot till the sun out
She let me hit from the back with my gun out (Yeah, yeah)
She throw it back with her tongue out
I'm 'bout to c*m and she tellin' me, "Come out" (Tellin me, "Come out")
We the ones that orderin' once then they run out (They run out)
Tell security I ain't puttin' this blunt out
We got way too many hoes gettin' treeshy
Put her up in a bun and get neaky (Get neaky), yeah, yeah
I feel like Biggie Smalls with the Coogie and the Caine gold to the side (To the side)
N***as be talkin' the sh*t about the places they said
That I can't go till I arrive (Till I arrive)
My lil' scammer b*t*h runnin' it up and she just got a Range Rov' for a ride
I'm takin' Adderall's mixed with the Za'
I gotta get high, I'm tryna stay—
Up, up, up
B*t*h, I'm way, way, way up
They better uh, uh, duck
I let it spray, they play tough
They wanna game, tell 'em, "Lace up"
I took his chain, it ain't weigh much
Soon as I'm done, see you later
She left my pillowcase with make-up

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