N3r0 Dinero - 3 Years Back In The Booth

The wave came took you off the shore the rain follows and it pours
I don't recognize who you are anymore Your ocean was the best to explore
Your body and your soul, I adore Take one last good look when you walk up out
That door Cause next time I'll be halfway to the lord

And next time she'll be halfway to the morgue
Ou, got something to prove So I started winning wouldnt wanna lose
Been three years, back in the booth it get rated r nigga, I'm the truth
I'm getting money, what you gon' do? These bitches gon' pick and choose

Big dope, ridin' round with your boo Deeper and deeper, I got it like ooh
Poppin' that smoke, no I'm not woo Gun on my hip, it's stuck like glue
On the weekends, she be lovin' the crew I love my brothers, only got a few
To the music, no, I'm not new I been the one thought that you knew
No lil skies I don't mean to be rude I feel like Pac, I got the juice
I bake a opp , nigga, like a Jew that's my diamond, pearl, I got her jewels
She rockin' my world, oh, she got a groove Canadian bitch, I link her in my goose
Switzerland bitch, oh, she a guz No call of duty, gotta get to the loot

I don't wanna fuck if the pussy is loose Niggas, they mad hang him up like a noose
Oh, oh, oh Oh, they said I couldn't do it all but I stood tall
And now the writing's on the wall
They gone watch me till I fall allthese bitches, they gone call

I can't love you anymore, yeah Bitch, I'm gone
Bitch, I'm gone Bitch, I'm gone
Bitch, I'm gone Oh, its Nero dinero
Yeah

Written by:
Aaron Hernandez

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