Rondo (Club Mix) - Goom Gum & Argy

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I'ma do my dance in a bit (I'ma do my dance) She front on me, I throw bands at the bih All up in my pants and I'm rich (yeah) All up on the couch standing on shit, yeah Pay me in advance, off rip (off rip) Tell lil' mama do the dance on this dick (dick) Shooter with me, got his hands on the (skrr) Brrt brrt, we ain't throwin' hands in this bitch, no (throwin' hands) We ain't throwin' hands in this bitch Throw a couple bands in this bitch (throw a couple bands) Tell the bitch to do the dance on the dick Handstand off the bando, and she lit, lit I ain't playing with no wannabe tough nigga I ain't playing with no wannabe thug nigga In the hood you a rat, you a dub nigga (fuck nigga) I stay with the blicky, glttt-pow, are you dumb nigga? If a nigga try and front me, let him do, let him do Standing right in your face, nigga do what you do Big homie look at me, like shoot, I'm like "who?" I got the Big-Mac, kick-back, blow your whole shit back Bitch move When I walk up in the room, bitch move Who was talkin' jockin' this shit, like boom Bet he want static 'til they see me, like move But there he go right there bo-bo-boom We ain't throwin' hands in this bitch (throwin' hands) Throw a couple bands in this bitch (throw a couple bands) Tell the bitch to do the dance on the dick Handstand off the bando, this shit lit, lit We ain't throwin' hands in this bitch (throwin' hands) Throw a couple bands in this bitch (throw a couple bands) Tell the bitch to do the dance on the dick Handstand off the bando, and she lit, lit I got my money in my Bitch, I said I got my money in my Bentley (yeah) I got Rolls Royce's, I got coupes, I paid tuition (skrr) My diamonds 12 different colors like a sissy (ergh) Yeah, Patek Philippe's, I forgot to mention (Philippe's) I got suspended, I didn't have to do the dishes (yeah, yeah) I did it up and I didn't never ever listen 20 cars deep, we ain't worried about winnin' (nah) 6ix9ine (yeah), bang red like Heinz I'm a snake, nigga 6 shots in ya spine Money call me, I'ma pick up every time (brrt, brrt) And I got a bands in this bitch, yeah We ain't throwin' hands in this bitch (throwin' hands) Throw a couple bands in this bitch (throw a couple bands) Tell the bitch to do the dance on the dick Handstand off the bando, this shit lit, lit We ain't throwin' hands in this bitch (throwin' hands) Throw a couple bands in this bitch (throw a couple bands) Tell the bitch to do the dance on the dick Handstand off the bando, and she lit, lit Scum Gang

Yeah, yeah, yeah It's your boy Quando and I woke up this morning With all this cash money, I got all this cash on me New money, blue money, I'm tired (I'm tired) I don't know why I tried her (why I tried her) Said I'ma fuck her one time, then I hit again (oh) Turning pennies to a dime, I just hit the licks (QRN) The Dr. Pepper cream soda got lil' woadie on them double cups 20 bags of OGs, hit the road and make it double up I did this by my lonely, on my own, I had to level up Trap out with my OG, cookin' yola, run the cheddar up (skrrt) Cash out on a Rollie, wrist so frozen, I could change the weather Audemars was golden, no corona, that shit sick as fuck Pass her to the homie like I'm Romo, damn, she thick as fuck I done cashed out on so many cars, I need a Bentley truck Man down, I might cash out on your body, youngin hit him up Bands, I pop a tag for my Versace and Balenci' runners Bad bitch look like Kash Doll, she's a hottie just like Meg' Thee Stallion Stylist got me runnin' 'round the lobby, Mike Amiri flyer A milli', that ain't nothin' to me, I ran that shit up more than once I'm really, really from the streets and ain't nobody put me on I like my bitches like my cars, I swear to God that all 'em foreign My closet worth about two hundred, Amiri sneaks, I never wore 'em Bad bitch just like Lauren London, shop inside designer stores Clean up crew, we do our chores, I count up blues every time I'm bored All blue the Aventador, make that shit say, "Neighborhood" I can make a ten or four, just break 'em down and sell 'em whole We get 'em in and get 'em gone, your bitch like how I put it on On a molly when she hangover, I came from catchin' sales on corners Digi scales in California, go to jail, they try to clone you Play for keeps, we put you under, AMG like fuck a Honda The Dr. Pepper cream soda got lil' woadie on them double cups 20 bags of OGs, hit the road and make it double up I did this by my lonely, on my own, I had to level up Trap out with my OG, cookin' yola, run the cheddar up (skrrt) Cash out on a Rollie, wrist so frozen, I could change the weather Audemars was golden, no corona, that shit sick as fuck Pass her to the homie like I'm Romo, damn, she thick as fuck I done cashed out on so many cars, I need a Bentley truck Man down, I might cash out on your body, youngin hit him up Bands, I pop a tag for my Versace and Balenci' runners Bad bitch look like Kash Doll, she's a hottie just like Meg' Thee Stallion Stylist got me runnin' 'round the lobby, Mike Amiri flyer Vince Carter, left his whole damn arm in the rim (arm in the rim) Wrist water, I bet I could fuck Ms. Parker, she a ten (she a ten) Different colored bitches, sorty like Crayola, I could pick (I could pick) Road to riches, throw that Benz right off in sport mode, let it hit (skrrt) Nowadays, jump off the porch and need a glizzy with a switch (grrah) Cartiers, I could see the hate, they know I'm super rich (I'm super rich) Broad day with no license plates, we rock out with them sticks (bah) Broadway worth 'bout fifty K, you play, I'll send a blitz Rod Wave, I'm dyin' in these Cuban links, that's off the rip (that's off the rip) I know they hate to see me shinin', I'm just tryna pay the bills (tryna pay the bills) Purple baby, my lil' homies thuggin', thunder off the hip (they off the hip) "Fuck you, pay me," that's the motto, homie, Glocks, extended clips The Dr. Pepper cream soda got lil' woadie on them double cups 20 bags of OGs, hit the road and make it double up I did this by my lonely, on my own, I had to level up Trap out with my OG, cookin' yola, run the cheddar up (skrrt) Cash out on a Rollie, wrist so frozen, I could change the weather Audemars was golden, no corona, that shit sick as fuck Pass her to the homie like I'm Romo, damn, she thick as fuck I done cashed out on so many cars, I need a Bentley truck Man down, I might cash out on your body, youngin hit him up Bands, I pop a tag for my Versace and Balenci' runners Bad bitch look like Kash Doll, she's a hottie just like Meg' Thee Stallion Stylist got me runnin' 'round the lobby, Mike Amiri flyer

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

It's getting late Why you gotta be beside me? Watching, needing, wanting me? I'm afraid, don't be I'm afraid, don't be I'm afraid, don't be I'm afraid, don't be I'm afraid Don't be, don't... Lila I know it's getting late, and I'm struggling to let go Although there's distance between us, there's no place I'd rather be I owe you some hospitality, and it comes so naturally Promise, I just need some more time If you can bear with me When last did we feel this close together? Chasing sunsets in California Don't make me wait, babe, it's been forever Don't take forever It's been forever Don't take forever It's been forever Trust me, I'm starting to realize And look beyond my fears Sun keeps on turning to twilight Baby, we don't have long I can't keep my hands off you All night, all my love You say it's getting too late Baby, don't be afraid When last did we feel this close together? Chasing sunsets in California Don't make me wait, babe, it's been forever Don't take forever It's been forever Don't take forever It's been forever Giddy up, girl, best I can do Go follow where the wind blows, mmm Sometimes, we all feel hollow My heart, girl, you can borrow, mmm Please don't make this all about you Please don't make this all about you Please don't make this all about you Please don't make this all about you