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Temporary Emotions

๐Ÿ‘ค Smoove' L โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Boy From Brooklyn โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 2:14
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โฑ๏ธ 2:14 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Ayo, Gil, fuck these niggas play that real trap shit
Yayo, yeah I need that yayo (he in his feelings)
La cocaina, everything (temporary emotions)
We all from the 4 too nigga
Y'all know we from the 4 (he got temporary emotions)
And we turn up every fucking day (I just copped Dior)
Let's get it, wen gon' get this money

Yeah, smoke big, big pack exotic, bad lil' bitch she top in Impala
Straight from the block to the mountains and rock
With some hitters and killers who smoke on some chronic
That bitch fire, marry me, Valentino camo clean
Mama I love you I just want to hug
You for all of the bad and everything
And they can't tame her, with her bad behavior
I think you need you a gangster
But fuck all that loving, baby give that brain, up to me

I just copped Dior, I don't care about the cost
I'm fresh up out the bank and now she wet, that bitch waterfall
Don't talk about love, it turn me off
If it ain't about money, declining the call
She hard headed, ass soft, she make me bust, blast off

The opps get no sympathy, ain't no feelings in me
I've been practicing my drip, I got Givenchy
Put them on a white tee, if he fuck with me
If he fuck with gang, then we make that nigga bleed

We gon' go, you know that I got feelings, I don't show that
Acting funny, watch me fall back, fake love, that shit's so wack
I'm 'bout money, where the dough at?
Don't you miss, cause I'ma blow back
Fuck your legs, fuck your body, I'ma aim where that fro at
One hit two hit, fuck the waiter, don't get no tip
I'm getting paper, this ain't no chips
This blue cheese, you lil' fucking bitch
I got my haters popping shit, they got no plan of stopping it
I'm on my way to top and they hate to see a nigga win big

Yeah, smoke big, big pack exotic, bad lil' bitch she top in Impala
Straight from the block to the mountains and rock
With some hitters and killers who smoke on some chronic
That bitch fire, marry me, Valentino camo clean
Mama I love you I just want to hug you
For all of the bad and everything
And they can't tame her, with her bad behavior
I think you need you a gangster
But fuck all the loving, baby give that brain, up to me

I'm up in that shit, ho shit
Ah ah bitch
That's, that's all
It's yo band

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:00.20] Ayo, Gil, fuck these niggas play that real trap shit
[00:02.13] Yayo, yeah I need that yayo (he in his feelings)
[00:06.92] La cocaina, everything (temporary emotions)
[00:08.87] We all from the 4 too nigga
[00:10.43] Y'all know we from the 4 (he got temporary emotions)
[00:12.04] And we turn up every fucking day (I just copped Dior)
[00:13.35] Let's get it, wen gon' get this money
[00:14.93] Yeah, smoke big, big pack exotic, bad lil' bitch she top in Impala
[00:18.39] Straight from the block to the mountains and rock
[00:19.10] With some hitters and killers who smoke on some chronic
[00:21.70] That bitch fire, marry me, Valentino camo clean
[00:24.66] Mama I love you I just want to hug
[00:26.47] You for all of the bad and everything
[00:28.24] And they can't tame her, with her bad behavior
[00:31.14] I think you need you a gangster
[00:35.05] But fuck all that loving, baby give that brain, up to me
[00:38.63] I just copped Dior, I don't care about the cost
[00:42.47] I'm fresh up out the bank and now she wet, that bitch waterfall
[00:46.98] Don't talk about love, it turn me off
[00:48.21] If it ain't about money, declining the call
[00:50.45] She hard headed, ass soft, she make me bust, blast off
[00:52.11] The opps get no sympathy, ain't no feelings in me
[00:56.58] I've been practicing my drip, I got Givenchy
[01:00.47] Put them on a white tee, if he fuck with me
[01:03.38] If he fuck with gang, then we make that nigga bleed
[01:06.97] We gon' go, you know that I got feelings, I don't show that
[01:09.54] Acting funny, watch me fall back, fake love, that shit's so wack
[01:12.91] I'm 'bout money, where the dough at?
[01:15.23] Don't you miss, cause I'ma blow back
[01:16.21] Fuck your legs, fuck your body, I'ma aim where that fro at
[01:19.43] One hit two hit, fuck the waiter, don't get no tip
[01:21.44] I'm getting paper, this ain't no chips
[01:23.64] This blue cheese, you lil' fucking bitch
[01:25.25] I got my haters popping shit, they got no plan of stopping it
[01:28.22] I'm on my way to top and they hate to see a nigga win big
[01:31.77] Yeah, smoke big, big pack exotic, bad lil' bitch she top in Impala
[01:35.28] Straight from the block to the mountains and rock
[01:37.27] With some hitters and killers who smoke on some chronic
[01:38.80] That bitch fire, marry me, Valentino camo clean
[01:40.67] Mama I love you I just want to hug you
[01:43.85] For all of the bad and everything
[01:45.79] And they can't tame her, with her bad behavior
[01:50.64] I think you need you a gangster
[01:54.12] But fuck all the loving, baby give that brain, up to me
[01:59.23] I'm up in that shit, ho shit
[02:01.88] Ah ah bitch
[02:06.18] That's, that's all
[02:11.45] It's yo band
[02:11.87]

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