Incarnacion - Celine Dior

Yeah, tell me if you feel it
Tell me if you want some more
Baby, I can bring it
Sipping on to much wock, got me really leanin
Wearing too much designer, all drip my image
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
It's time to get dough
First of all, who the fuck is knocking at my door
Babies in Celine, babies in Dior
Baddies on they knees, baddies in Dior
Baddies in Celine, yelling free the team
Don't tell me none, I don't even want to hear shit
Diamonds on my teeth, yelling free the team
Let the killas out, riding around town
With some fucking baddies, wearing some balenci
Riding around town with my fucking piece
I don't want peace, we go to war
Heavy metal sticks on us like it's rock and roll
Riding around downtown like what's going on
Get cold up in these streets, got our brothers selling snow
Got my rillas with me, Glocks XDs ready to blow
We don't want peace, we go to war
We don't want peace, we go to war
Just to get some peace, we gon' kick down your door
Baby in Celine Prada, like what else you want
Baby, tell me if it's a gift or if it's natural
Tell me if I'm really the main thing that turns you on
Touching on your body, never felt this before
Exotic girl, she act bougie when she in Dior
Heavy metal, metal iron I'm not talking bout the pole
We don't want peace, we go to war
Just to be rocking Celine, it feel special
Dripped out in Armani or some Christian Louboutin
Dripped out in designer, Celine Dior
In Celine, Dior
In Celine, Dior
In Celine, Dior
Don't even try to try me, cause my brothers up the score
Don't even try to try me, cause I got this fucking chrome
Blue and green laser pointed at your dome

Written by:
Incarnacion C

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