Correction Paroles Stand On You par Babyface Ray

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(808 Jayy got that fire)
(Do you not get the Koncept?)
Ayy

Ayy, b*t*h, I'm in your city, chain on, get my dirt off (Acto)
Hear them switches, this a Demon, we gon' skrrt off (Yeah)
N***as ain't outside, they can't even get they merch off (Let's go)
I can go up north for sixty dollars, get these Percs off (Let's do it)
Ayy, Face tried to put me on a run, I'm pullin' scams on it (Yeah)
Twenty thousand dollars on my face, these b*t*hes dance, don't it? (Yeah)
If I put my lil' cousin on it, he gon' stand on it (Lil' cuz)
Twenty thousand more right in my pocket, throw some bands on you (Bands)

Thirty thousand dollars on this watch, it came from Wafi (Ice)
At Johnny, sippin' Wocky (Yeah), dog sh*t in my pocket (Okay)
Hundred thousand dollars what I made, this sh*t off profit (Acto)
She ain't never seen a hundred thousand, she gon' top me (yeah)
This b*t*h said I'm c*cky, tryna buy me like two bodies (Woo)
Diamonds on tsunami (Yeah), my n***as catchin' homis (Yeah)
You gon' get a Rollie just like mine if you spot me (Acto)
I was on the road Ike-in', call me when you got him (Yeah)
Gang still spinnin', yeah, I came home (Ayy)
Folks got grazed (Yeah), but Reese face gone (B*t*h)
Roll a Backwood for Baby, he ain't never comin' home (Acto)
Damn, I'm out of weed? All the B racks gone?
Ayy, b*t*h, I'm in your city, chain on, get my dirt off (Acto)
Hear them switches, this a Demon, we gon' skrrt off (Yeah)
N***as ain't outside, they can't even get they merch off (Let's go)
I can go up north for sixty dollars, get these Percs off (Let's do it)
Ayy, Face tried to put me on a run, I'm pullin' scams on it (Yeah)
Twenty thousand dollars on my face, these b*t*hes dance, don't it? (Yeah)
If I put my lil' cousin on it, he gon' stand on it (Lil' cuz)
Twenty thousand more right in my pocket, throw some bands on you

I'm a boss, I don't work for n***as, lil' boy, that's first off (B*t*h)
Amtrak on my way up north to get these Percs off (Thirties)
Thirty-two chains, both them b*t*hes dancin', it's a twerk-off (Ooh)
Told the b*t*h if I drop the top to take your shirt off (Mhm)
I can't put my cup down, I don't want it if it stank (I don't want it)
I'ma get the check first, n***as switchin' for the fame (Get the check)
I'ma get the neck first, I don't even know her name (Yeah)
Ayy, don't disrespect us, I got hitters get you sprayed (Ayy)
Like for real, it's not a game, so don't play with me (Don't play with me)
I don't owe a n***a sh*t, I made a way for me
If you broke, then that's your fault, boy, get away from me (Get the f**k on)
Face all in your city, chain swangin', b*t*hes chasin' me, n***a

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