Better Luck Next Time – A-Reece (feat. Ecco, Wordz)
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[A-Reece:] Yeah 1606 shit Yeah Yeah
We don’t do regular hang out You never know how it could pan out Niggas I hear get you set up I put it on gang, I won’t sell out Fuck I pull up with the stand outs I’m wearing em like its Givenchy If she talk and then ain’t tryna fuck Then she sit on the couch like Winfrey Got a few things that I care ’bout Studio turn to a ware house My girl she looking like she on Baywatch Your hoe go to sleep with her hair out Get some new goals that I set out One of them sold in the set out Custom made made Vans when I head out I tell a hater to chill Look at my jeans get your fare up them garments are looking too thrifty My earlobes are clear as the crystal my nigga you looking too misty TW 1000 Degreez when put all of together its history
[Wordz:] 2018 drop out burn books just run rack up Three months later now I’m living In a crib bigger then a law house Bitches flood like a frat house Pussy’s wetter than a ice box Took her ass to the nice spot Show her my chains and she put it out Walk to the bank blow dank in your face multi task full cast I’m a connoisseur with the pussy y’all niggas looking like a clit clat Twitter thugs can’t rep gang Your phone call yeah I miss that New bitch in your bed probably met [?] for the click man
[Ecco:] She got a crib we gotta refurnish She want the dick ‘coz she got a referral Getting that green I’m sipping purple I’m never home, ya’ll got a curfew Roll up a one and I hop on my broom Camera flash and I zoom pyoom! Got a new house came with a pool Nigga thats word to the Crew ou! Passing the bitch like I pass a batton yeah Abracadabra I’m gone yeah Cook in the kitchen I’m whipping the cream And they all wanna dip in my sauce yeah They tryna put us in boxes Then we pulled up and ‘hotboxed’ in it Young niggas living like bosses TW no loss in it