Cinderella* Young Thug & Gunna

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[Chorus: Young Thug]
...Rose gold hublot belt buckle like a wrestler
"How the hell it match the Rolex bezel?" She so flattered
Bitch walked out my door, you know I ain't even sweat her
Peanut butter jelly, purple diamonds, Cinderella

[Verse: Gunna]
I told her that it's not an Adderall, it's a Tesla
She told me that she suck my dick and balls if I let her
In LA, I got broads, I treat 'em all [?]
In the Lamb', I do the dash, I'm pushin' these Balmains on the pedal
Bro got me high five [?]
Take my shoe [?] on your pedal
Put my diamonds in a [?] look like stupid pebbles
My girlfriend Caribbean and her pussy taste like...
...
...We been gettin' money, one main reason they got pressure
I ain't givin' no legs, I'm puttin' that nigga on a stretcher
Cover my cars in candy and my seats a different texture
My bitch callin' me daddy, overdosin' me with pleasure

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Rose gold hublot belt buckle like a wrestler
"How the hell it match the Rolex bezel?" She so flattered
Bitch walked out my door, you know I ain't even sweat her
Peanut butter jelly, purple diamonds, Cinderella

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