Platinum (feat. R. Kelly)
'bout to make the night shine
snoop
kellz
platinum through the doors
v12 rolling nigga goin' platinum
v12 rolling nigga goin' platinum
v12 rolling nigga goin' platinum
v12 rolling nigga goin' platinum
swag like a lighter
and i keep my swag lit
man i'm on fire
that can't tell a nigga shit
v12 rolling
got some honeys up in it
say your pussy golden
but i only fuck with platinum chicks
only talk platinum shit
only swallow platinum spit
speak my own slang-uage
still i am the real-iest
surrounded by ciroc but your boy sipping hennesey
loves is a hospital and i was born in v.i.p.
sick and there's no cure
bad case of v.i.p.
still in the game killing you can call us m.v.p.
whole fucking club jump in your cars and follow me
it's dude from the chi and the d.o. double g.
we platinum
platinum stars
platinum
platinum chicks
platinum
platinum clothes
platinum
platinum rich
platinum
platinum shots
platinum
platinum flights
platinum
platinum cribs
platinum
platinum lights
let a mother fucker know from the ghetto...
limping, crimping and pimping mixing 'em all
fixing the ball drifting listen dawg
my rap is that my cadillac is dripping wet
you can bet turn it up roll it up burn it up
give it back to me let me show you how to move that groove that weed that do that
all in fallin' ballin' yellin' doggy do that chew that
record sales hoe sales detail retail you fail we sell ding dong get your momma ring your bell
back in the club with my nephew kellz
25 girls in the dogg cartel and they do what the dogg say grifted or walkway
pimping on them all day can't you tell
i'm liking it loving it cubbin' it gubbin' it drinks up blunts lit platinum boss shit
nigga you know how we do this
platinum
platinum stars
platinum
platinum chicks
platinum
platinum clothes
platinum
platinum rich
platinum
platinum shots
platinum
platinum flights
platinum
platinum cribs
platinum
platinum lights
take it back in the back of the car
mack...
rich nigga with a platinum card in a platinum car with mink on the seat
hoes on the street cause they all wanna make that trip to the promised land
little mama can give it to me like i'm the man
give it to me like i told you
grab you flip you hold you break you down
stop depress drop your dress cause i'm gon' take you down
what d'you think i got drink and you won't drink right now
two shots and now you ready for that that that now
and i'm gon' give you that
i know that you diggin' that
platinum smile on your face yeah they know i'm diggin' that
and i'm liking it loving it cubbin' it gubbin' it drinks up blunts lit platinum
boss shit
you know how we do this
platinum
platinum stars
platinum
platinum chicks
platinum
platinum clothes
platinum
platinum rich
platinum
platinum shots
platinum
platinum flights
platinum
platinum cribs
platinum
platinum lights
look at us mob we at the bar
we going crazy woah
earth is our turf
we on them jets
leaving them haters woah
snoop poppin' bottles i got models
'bout to mix it woah
i see your man he causing problems 'bout to fix it woah
you cats are...
call me the clean up man
pimp is my hobby
first love mic in hand
i got a platinum car
i got a platinum chain
i got a platinum chick
and she give me platinum brain
i ain't gonna bullshit ya ladies
this the real thing
while they going gold
weed 'em with platinum man
platinum
platinum stars
platinum
platinum chicks
platinum
platinum clothes
platinum
platinum rich
platinum
platinum shots
platinum
platinum flights
platinum
platinum cribs
platinum
platinum lights
compositores: ROBERT S. KELLY, LEXUS ARNEL LEWIS, CARDOZAR CALVIN BROADUS JR.
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