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Artiste : Billy Marchiafava
Titre : French Fry Dinner
Hey man, the fuck you mean you ain´t heard about no fucking Lentra
Lentra the God
Lentra the God

[Billy Marchiafava]
I´ve been makin´ moves, they don´t like that
Big boss money, first I spend it then I make it back
Ran to the bank, came back with a big bag
Diamonds on my necklace, shine, yeah they playing tag (Ooh)
Haters getting mad, I can tell now
I was down bad, now these bitches wanna fuck now
Call me in the morning, call me when you touch down
Now I´m in the field makin´ plays, like a touchdown
Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh, uh, uhh
Don´t call me on my phone, if you ain´t talkin´ bucks
You ain´t working hard, baby, that´s why you stuck

Made a hundred grand, real quick, that´s what´s up
Never thought I would be the one, I was the quiet type
Now I´m getting neck from your hun, I´m in the limelight
I´ve been busy stackin´ the funds and when the time´s right
I´ma blow it all, just for fun
Bitch I´m workin´, I stay surfin´
You can´t even scratch the surface
I´ve been makin´ guala, Fendi, Prada
You get nada, hot like sauna, ayy
Drop-droppin´ the top in that Beamer
Rims lookin´ clean and my teeth lookin´ cleaner
Smile so bright the whole world gon´ see it
I´ma make a mil´, real soon, best believe it

[TrippythaKid]
Tic, tac, toe, smokin´ three in a row
Got TikTok hoes, always bumpin´ to my songs
I don´t want nobody on me, unless she my girl
We be walkin´ through the city like it´s my world
Like, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, bitch I´m like Gucci Mane, brr
When I slide through with the fresh lynx furs
I don´t wanna talk but y´all be flexing with your words
Step into the ring with big trip
Somebody once told me, the world was gonna roll me (Woo)
But I´m rollin´ up the herb, like "Fuck police"
Kobe, shootin´ for three, you don´t know me
Fat man, icey, drivin´ a Zamboni
Any minute now, swear to God, I´m ´bout to get it now

When you come around, y´all be thinking but can´t spit it out
Pull the limo ´round, hot box in the winter
I´m as cold as a snow globe, shake it, make it snow, ho