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Make a Toast - Belly
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Make a Toast Belly

Make a Toast - Belly
[Verse 1]
Yeah, five in the morning
Eighty cash, meet the plug with the .40 on me
I turn the paper into birds call it origami
Fuck a wave, I'm the whole tsunami
Armani on my body like I know the Gottis
8 o'clock in the evening I ain't even ate
Two-liter, fuck a 4, pour an even eight
Tryna keep the faith, sleeping late, but I always deviate
From the love, players club no Lisa Raye
Too up to need a loan, so I sleep alone
It's steaks for all my dogs to each his own
The type of shit I'm on think I need cologne
To any city I roam, they screaming Caeser's home
I signed a deal off a heartbreak
I was stuck between a rock and a hard place
Now I'm in the Barclays, drinking all of Hov's Chardonnay
Writing bars, in my desperado guitar case
Let's make a toast

[Chorus]
Toast, yeah
Make a toast
Make a toast, yeah
Let's make a toast
Make a toast, yeah
Make a toast, yeah
Don't matter what you popping baby, just pop something
Make a toast
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