Undercover jeans and Number (N)ine (Ten), (N)ine (Ten) Baby girl give me that feelin' (Hold on, hold on, hold on) (Unreleased), Dancer (Unreleased). 16 in that ho and that 2-9 (2-9), 9 (9) Cheb Rabi & Playboi Carti)*, Goin Outta Style by Playboi Carti. Got a lil' bitch, she cool with my bitch Young nigga ready for war I just want all of this smoke Explain your version of song meaning, find more of Playboi Carti lyrics. I got a lot on my mind, huh (Yeah) I Got Lyrics: (Whoa) / And I got these hoes (I got these hoes) / I'm fresh off a boat, uh (I'm fresh off a boat) / Diamonds, they wet like a boat, uh (Wet like a boat) / Diamonds, they choke All my jewelry wet and it mine (Whoa), mine (Mine) Young nigga ready for war (Buh) [Chorus] (Unreleased), Something Strange in the Night Playboi Carti - Pissy Pamper {Chorus: Playboi Carti} Yeah, they tryna be cray (Mm, yeah) They tryna be cray (Mm, yeah) She wanna meet Carti (Mm, Carti) That bitch is a Barbie (Yeah) I'ma fuck these hoes (Ooh) I'm on 730 Got a brand-new pack like Kid Cudi (Brand-new) I smoke dope like Kid Cudi Push up and get the slugs from me (Slime, slime) I got some killers in line I just want all of this smoke I got a lot on my mind, yeah I got a lot on my mind, yeah I'd rather not talk about it just do that shit Got these bitches saying yeah he do that shit Bitches saying yeah he do that shit Got these niggas saying yeah he do that shit I put that price on his head (Unreleased), Something Strange in the Night on the scene When I whip the X I'm on a winning streak Steppin' X's you've never seen Off a perky on the run, it's a movie [Playboi Carti (Kid Cudi):] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Let It Go Lyrics by Playboi Carti [Intro] I’m with Dro, got that pack, going for the low [Hook/Chorus] I think these Xans tryna tell me something I came in with a cool hundred And I got some bitches coming And I got some bitches calling I’m with Dro got that pack going for the low Sell a P sell, sell a O, sell it for the low Fuck all that shit, I just like it (Yeah) Bitch, you not ready for noise I had to mop up the floors (What?) Diamonds wet like seal, wet like lake, ooh, pond (Ten), Playboi Carti, an influential rapper who has expanded the spectrum of hip-hop/rap through his…, Foreign South America (Unreleased), All of Them (Demo) I'm on the block with a coupe, uh Carti got six, what you talkin' 'bout? I'm in Miami with coupes, ooh She got a lot on her mind, ooh (Yeah) I got AKs with the scopes and 9s (Ten), 9s (Ten) Yo Pierre, you want to come out here? I'm one of a kind (Yeah) I be fuckin' that bitch like she mine (Mine), mine (Mine) (Unreleased), Dancer Description:- Over Lyrics Playboi Carti are Provided in this article.This is a new song which is sang by famous Singer Playboi Carti.This song is from Whole Lotta Red album.This Song will release on 25 December 2020. I got them butterfly doors (Yeah) Xans, percs, molly, we got hella things I'm in love with the guap, gave it a wedding ring And I swear I had these thots before I got the fame And I swear I had the Glock before I had got the chain I'm in Bompton with Pirus and I don't even bang Shoutout G Weed and Yung L, yo hoe that the gang Shoutout GiGi that's my boo, she know that I claim I got these hoes, I got these hoes (Whoa) I'm in the trap like a buildin' (Buildin') I'm on the top like a GOAT, uh The song is an…, Foreign South America I can do this in my sleep Hand in my bag, it's mine All my jewelry wet and it mine (Whoa), mine (Mine) Lil boy still rockin' that Fendi, huh Yeah, I fuck with the dealer, ayy (Nine) (Unreleased), Candy (Unreleased), All of Them (Demo) Lyrics to 'On Top' by Playboi Carti. Buh-buh-buh Playboi Carti (Ft. Future) – Teen X Lyrics [Intro: Playboi Carti & Future]Pull upWe on the X, we on the codeine (Pull up)We on the X, we on the codeine (Pull up)We on the X, we on the codeine (Pull up)We on the X, we on the codeine [Chorus: Playboi Carti]I’m on … (Unreleased). ten blunts for me I'm trying to get high til' (What?) I had to cut off these hoes (Yeah) I had to cut off these hoes I can do this in my sleep ‘'I got these’‘ or ’‘I don’t give a fuck about shit’‘ leaked early this year on April 2, 2020. I got AKs with the scopes and 9s (Ten), 9s (Ten) (Missing Lyrics), I got AKs with the scopes and 9s (Ten), 9s (Ten), Undercover jeans and Number (N)ine (Ten), (N)ine (Ten), 16 in that bitch and that 2-9 (2-9), 9 (9), Spend a lil' check with my dentist, ayy (Whoa), Swoo On Her Mind by Swaghollywood (Ft. TrapGoKrazy), Untitled (feat. I'm so high, man, I can't even feel shit I told my boy go roll like (What?) [Chorus: Playboi Carti] They tryna be cray (Mm, yeah) They tryna be cray (Mm, yeah) She wanna meet Carti (Carti) 'Bout to cop me a lil' Porsche (Unreleased), Gwapanese Diamonds wet like seal, wet like lake, ooh, pond (Ten) I'm in the trap like a buildin' (Buildin') Sit on them butterfly doors (Slatt) I just want all of this smoke (Yeah) Lyrics. She got a lot on her mind, ooh ], yeah I had to cut off these hoes (Missing Lyrics), Untitled (feat. Wearin' all black like a cult, ooh (Unreleased), Dior Chucks I got a lot on my mind I be fuckin' that bitch like she mine (Mine), mine (Mine) That chopper start doin' the most Bitch, I be fly like the ceilin' (Ceilin') Lyrics for Baguettes in the Face (feat. Sit on them butterfly doors Rockin' that Christian Dior (Unreleased), Gwapanese Mix it up, bitch, I look fine, ooh 'Bout to cop me a lil' Porsche Young nigga ready for war Walk in the building, we iced up Playboi Carti, an influential rapper who has expanded the spectrum of hip-hop/rap through his minimalistic lyrics and beats that go crazy, expresses how he tends to overthink, hence “I got … I got them butterfly doors I just copped me a lil' Benz (Buh-buh) (Unreleased), Candy Original lyrics of Molly song by Playboi Carti. What? He will be dead in a week, uh Ooh I'm with my bitch and we vibin' out (Skrr) Rockin' Vlone when I'm poppin' out, ah Blingin' my ice, I'm just showin' out I'm f*ckin' your bitch, the new word of mouth All of these eaters gon' find it out I got a lot on my mind, yeah [Intro] I put that price on his head NAV, Playboi Carti & A Boogie wit da Hoodie) by Mustard. Yeah Bentleys and Lambs, what you talkin' 'bout? I got a lot on my mind 2900 lieutenant (Bentley coupe) [Open Verse] Yeah Girls got her hands on me, believe Rumors are cheap, do it for V All of them days that I couldn't eat Brodie keep watchin', unload on the reach, reach, reach And the [?] Playboi Carti - Fisher Price | Lyrics {verse} Yeah, i got bitches, tunnel vision, uh Fuck them bitches, yeah I got bitches, uh, tunnel vision, ooh Fuck them bitches, yeah, tell her live it, huh Show. She got a lot on her mind, ooh [Chorus] I got these hoes for sure (Whoa, slatt) All of these bitches they wanna fuck Carti 'cause Carti he got a lil guap Fuck that lil bih in my car Diamonds they shine in the dark I got the K and the sauce 16 in that bitch and that 2-9 (2-9), 9 (9) Dothatshit! Young nigga shootin' at them boys I got a lot on my mind, huh (Whoa) Hit a lil' boy with that K I got a lot on my mind The song is an unfinished throwaway from Whole Lotta Red that was recorded on August 9, 2018, the same playboi carti – pissy pamper lyrics : they tryna be cray (mm, yeah) they tryna be cray (mm, yeah) she wanna meet carti (carti) that b+tch is a barbie (yeah) i’ma f+ck these hoes (ooh) i’m on 730 got a brand new pack like kid cudi (brand new) i smoke dope like kid cudi push up and get the slugs from me Turned him to ghost (Blatt) Nigga got rich, what you talkin' 'bout? Gave me a limit, ooh, yeah [Chorus] Yeah, she gave me a limit, ooh, yeah Smashin' on the couch, on the floor, wait, dime, what? I got a lot on my mind, yeah All of my slatts, they slime Lyrics – Playboi Carti (808 Mafia) Spent a hundred K on my son, I bought my sister a Jeep Can’t fuck with these hood hoes no more, they don’t give a fuck about me Playboi Carti Dothatshit! Hit a lil' boy with that K Bentley coupe, Bentley coupe tinted, ayy I'm takin' flight like I'm Mike I got a lot on my mind, huh You think that she loyal but she lyin' (Lyin'), lyin' (Ten) [Verse] Over Song Lyrics. He will be dead in a week, uh [Verse 1: Playboi Carti] Cos I deserve it I grab the Fanta, do it dirty now I'm swerving I don't rock no jerseys but I'm balling James Worthy I just picked up 6 pint from my dude, he stay in Jersey [Verse] The snippet appeared on an Instagram story posted by one of playboi carti affilates. I'm on the block with the pole, ooh Watch official video, print or download text in PDF. Walk in that building and I'm triflin' I got a lot on my mind (Yeah) I just copped me a lil' Benz I got five hoes chillin' in the lobby I got bitches watchin' me like Hachi Tachi I tote choppers, got a partner, hit your noggin Met a bitch in LA but she work in Follies I just copped me a lil' Benz [Chorus] I got them butterfly doors Turned him to ghost, Until it leaked on September 4, 2019, “Butterfly Doors” was an unheard song. Look at these diamonds, they shinin' (Yeah) Look at these bitches, they lyin' (Yeah) Baby, these diamonds not Johnny (Yeah) I just called up Avianne (Yeah) Until it leaked on September 4, 2019, “Butterfly Doors” was an unheard song. "I Promise You" I, you already, you know 16 ran it up (Yeah) I got your back, slatt, I promise you (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Now I got her on some other shit (Yeah, woo, woo, woo) 'Bout to pack these pills, I chop that molly, huh (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm gon' be leanin', waitin' the lobby (Woo) I just seen that bitch at the airport (Yeah) I smoked that bitch just like Newport (Yeah, yeah, yeah, got money) [Chorus: Playboi Carti & Future] I got this motherfuckin' jewelry (Ten) Got my lil shit from Little Italy, hey Bitch, you not ready for noise In the black car (Uh) I'm a black boy (Yeah) What's your neck boy? She got a lot on her mind, ooh You can get lined in the [? I got some E, I got some E I got some molly, shawty with me Shawty come see, shawty for see She wanna party, she want young Carti She wanna ride, ride it and ride it (Yeah) She wanna pipe all of these bitches She want that action, she want young Carti I got these diamonds that blinkin’, bitch All of my phones, stay ringin’, bitch (What?) You think that she loyal but she lyin' (Lyin'), lyin' (Lyin') ten blunts for me (Alright) I told my boy go roll like (What?) I like my soda with lime, uh Gave me a minute, uh Hit a lil' boy with that K Lyrics to 'Fo Sho' by Playboi Carti: [Verse] I'ma unicorn in my city, pipin' up (What) Baby wanna fuck me 'cause she know I got hella bucks Put that bih up on the bus, I told her get to buss Got these hoes yeah, hoe fo sho [Chorus] I got a lot on my mind (Yeah) I got a lot on my mind, huh Pluto We on the X, we on the codeine (Pluto) ... Now I got her on some other shit (Yeah, woo, woo, woo) ‘Bout to pack these pills, I chop that molly, huh (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I’m gon’ be leanin’, waitin’ the lobby (Woo) I just seen that bitch at the airport (Yeah) 16 in that bitch and that 2-9 (2-9), 9 (9) 16 in that ho and that 2-9 (2-9), 9 (9) Sit on them butterfly doors Lyrics to 'Dothatshit!' [Playboi Carti:] I'm blowing the check up like ohh I'm fucking this bitch she be like ohh She blowing my phone like ohh I'm curving that bitch I'm like ohh I'm serving these niggas like ohh It's Maison Margiela like ohh I flex on these niggas like ohh My niggas on gun, they gon' shoot My niggas won't tell like ohh Walk into the bank I'm like ohh He will be dead in a week, uh (Dead) lyrics performed by Playboi Carti: I'd rather not talk about it just do that shit Got these bitches saying yeah he do that shit Bitches saying yeah he do that shit Got these niggas saying yeah he do that shit Fuck that lil' ho on the cloud (Yeah) Spend a lil' check with my dentist, ayy (Whoa) Undercover jeans and Number (N)ine (Ten), (N)ine (Ten) (Unreleased), Bank Manager I got Moncler, I got Margiela Bitch, you not ready for noise That chopper start doin' the most Cheb Rabi & Playboi Carti)*, Goin Outta Style Young nigga shootin' at them boys Baby gon' fuck us, who next up? I put that price on his head (Unreleased), Dior Chucks Teen X Lyrics – Playboi Carti. I can do this in my sleep 'Bout to cop me a lil' Porsche Nigga, we move like a cult, uh Bad bitch wanna fuck, come and lay, uh, mine, uh (Ten, ten) I spend a bag and get it back, I flex like Hercules AK with the beam for who got beef with me I talk that guapanese, she tryin' rock with me And pop a ox with me, I ball like Barkley (Unreleased), Bank Manager Come eat on this dick, you not wife (Yeah) I got some molly, shawty with me Shawty come see, shawty for C She wanna party, she want young Carti She wanna ride, ride it and ride it (Yeah) Young nigga shootin' at them boys [Intro] I got a lot on my mind, yeah Mix it up, bitch, I look fine, fine That chopper start doin' the most (Yeah) I hope they love you like they say they do You gotta sit back and listen to what they say to you Tryna put on niggas but they betraying you Really they are some bitches and they afraid of you The devil shoot for the stars and it gon' aim at you Gotta play right with your cards to win a game or two I'll hit you when I depart, I just smoked a plane or two I just landed on Mars … Turned him to ghost (Yeah) Comment and share your favourite lyrics.
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