Soul Rich Nadia Rose
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[Intro]
Woah-woah
N-n-n
Saucy, saucy, saucy
Oh shit
[Chorus]
Hoo, look at my drip
Don't slip (Slip)
Expensive kicks (Kicks)
Soul rich (Rich)
Cold-hearted so I put my money where my ice is (Yeah, yeah I do)
And the way I throw it back (What?)
Nigga, that's priceless (Oh my God)
Look at this drip (Drip)
Don't slip (Don't slip)
Expensive kicks (Expensive kicks)
Soul rich
Cold-hearted so I put my money where my ice is
And the way I throw it back
Nigga, that's priceless
[Verse 1]
I is the bomb, that's ISIS
They ain't seen nothin' quite like this
Bring the heat I'm igniting
Wanted beef so I fried that bitch
A little garnish
Straight carnage
Already know who's the hardest
New kicks cah I'm running the game
New kicks, I'm on a paper chase
All this drip, can't risk wearing slides
Talk drip, must've left it inside
I like bread, love making it rise
Get the P's, don't need that with rice
All this drip, don't risk wearing sandals
All this hump, I look like a camel
Bring the heat, still too hot to handle
Get the piece, it ain't on a mantel
Woah-woah
N-n-n
Saucy, saucy, saucy
Oh shit
[Chorus]
Hoo, look at my drip
Don't slip (Slip)
Expensive kicks (Kicks)
Soul rich (Rich)
Cold-hearted so I put my money where my ice is (Yeah, yeah I do)
And the way I throw it back (What?)
Nigga, that's priceless (Oh my God)
Look at this drip (Drip)
Don't slip (Don't slip)
Expensive kicks (Expensive kicks)
Soul rich
Cold-hearted so I put my money where my ice is
And the way I throw it back
Nigga, that's priceless
[Verse 1]
I is the bomb, that's ISIS
They ain't seen nothin' quite like this
Bring the heat I'm igniting
Wanted beef so I fried that bitch
A little garnish
Straight carnage
Already know who's the hardest
New kicks cah I'm running the game
New kicks, I'm on a paper chase
All this drip, can't risk wearing slides
Talk drip, must've left it inside
I like bread, love making it rise
Get the P's, don't need that with rice
All this drip, don't risk wearing sandals
All this hump, I look like a camel
Bring the heat, still too hot to handle
Get the piece, it ain't on a mantel
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