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A.Devinci - Good N Plenty Lyrics



A.Devinci - Good N Plenty Lyrics




3 grams in my Dutch though
Dope boy dreams
Counting money
F*ck hoes
I remember back when I use'ta Barrow clothes
Now I can't fit my wallet in my Pants it won't fold

Real girls get down on the floor, on the floor
Let me see ya bend it over, Touch your toes, touch your Toes
Routine with your friend girl That's dope, girl that's dope
Keep it up and I'ma have to Throw some more, throw Some more

I rock semis yeah
Nichol plated 50
Uh uh
Paid like 50 uh
Clip that hold bout 50
Uh uh
Spin like fidget uh
Now that I count my digits
Uh uh
Back then y'all were iffy
Don't try to act like y'all were With it
I don't f*cked the baddest
I don't need no status
I just smoke and smash it
I don't need no magic
See me when you see me I'm Getting "dallas" like the Mavericks. I been trapping
Trapping trapping me and my Money got a marriage
I can see the hate, in their eyes When they see
When you rise Out the G
It ain't surprising to Me
I stay kushed up, I stay doobied Down. Fresh kicks taking steps To making movies now, yeah

I'm the shit yeah
Hotter than some grits yeah
Yeah
I got puff yeah
Got that white that Rittz yeah
Yeah
Look at my bitch yeah she real Cold cold like fridge air
She rock Fendi yeah
Black like good n plenty yeah
Real girls get down on the floor, on the floor
Let me see ya bend it over, Touch your toes, touch your Toes
(Black like good n plenty yeah)
Routine with your friend girl That's dope, girl that's dope
Keep it up and I'ma have to Throw some more, throw Some more
(Black like good n plenty yeah)

Ooh he mad, ooh I know he Mad, he dropped 50 on a bag
He ain't even get to smash
I be way more dapper
I am not no capper
I don't have to ask her
Mack her like a master
I can count the money swear to God with my eyes closed
I smoke exclusive weed man This from a different time zone
Shawty ass so big, when she Twerk I try to climb on
Playas Club Diamond
Told her get her shine on
All my bitches super fine
I got stupid grind
Before you get the pipe go treat The pole like your proving Grounds, ass stupid round
And she rock that Gucci now
Ain't have no ass I high school
That shit is juicy now

I'm the shit yeah
Hotter than some grits yeah
Yeah
I got puff yeah
Got that white that Rittz yeah
Yeah
Look at my bitch yeah she real Cold cold like fridge air
She rock Fendi yeah
Black like good n plenty yeah
Real girls get down on the floor, on the floor
Let me see ya bend it over, Touch your toes, touch your Toes
(Black like good n plenty yeah)
Routine with your friend girl That's dope, girl that's dope
Keep it up and I'ma have to Throw some more, throw Some more
(Black like good n plenty yeah)
I'm the shit yeah
Hotter than some grits yeah
Yeah
I got puff yeah
Got that white that Rittz yeah
Yeah
Look at my bitch yeah she real Cold cold like fridge air
She rock Fendi yeah
Black like good n plenty yeah
Real girls get down on the floor, on the floor
Let me see ya bend it over, Touch your toes, touch your Toes
(Black like good n plenty yeah)
Routine with your friend girl That's dope, girl that's dope
Keep it up and I'ma have to Throw some more, throw Some more
(Black like good n plenty yeah)
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3 grams in my Dutch though
Dope boy dreams
Counting money
F*ck hoes
I remember back when I use'ta Barrow clothes
Now I can't fit my wallet in my Pants it won't fold

Real girls get down on the floor, on the floor
Let me see ya bend it over, Touch your toes, touch your Toes
Routine with your friend girl That's dope, girl that's dope
Keep it up and I'ma have to Throw some more, throw Some more

I rock semis yeah
Nichol plated 50
Uh uh
Paid like 50 uh
Clip that hold bout 50
Uh uh
Spin like fidget uh
Now that I count my digits
Uh uh
Back then y'all were iffy
Don't try to act like y'all were With it
I don't f*cked the baddest
I don't need no status
I just smoke and smash it
I don't need no magic
See me when you see me I'm Getting "dallas" like the Mavericks. I been trapping
Trapping trapping me and my Money got a marriage
I can see the hate, in their eyes When they see
When you rise Out the G
It ain't surprising to Me
I stay kushed up, I stay doobied Down. Fresh kicks taking steps To making movies now, yeah

I'm the shit yeah
Hotter than some grits yeah
Yeah
I got puff yeah
Got that white that Rittz yeah
Yeah
Look at my bitch yeah she real Cold cold like fridge air
She rock Fendi yeah
Black like good n plenty yeah
Real girls get down on the floor, on the floor
Let me see ya bend it over, Touch your toes, touch your Toes
(Black like good n plenty yeah)
Routine with your friend girl That's dope, girl that's dope
Keep it up and I'ma have to Throw some more, throw Some more
(Black like good n plenty yeah)

Ooh he mad, ooh I know he Mad, he dropped 50 on a bag
He ain't even get to smash
I be way more dapper
I am not no capper
I don't have to ask her
Mack her like a master
I can count the money swear to God with my eyes closed
I smoke exclusive weed man This from a different time zone
Shawty ass so big, when she Twerk I try to climb on
Playas Club Diamond
Told her get her shine on
All my bitches super fine
I got stupid grind
Before you get the pipe go treat The pole like your proving Grounds, ass stupid round
And she rock that Gucci now
Ain't have no ass I high school
That shit is juicy now

I'm the shit yeah
Hotter than some grits yeah
Yeah
I got puff yeah
Got that white that Rittz yeah
Yeah
Look at my bitch yeah she real Cold cold like fridge air
She rock Fendi yeah
Black like good n plenty yeah
Real girls get down on the floor, on the floor
Let me see ya bend it over, Touch your toes, touch your Toes
(Black like good n plenty yeah)
Routine with your friend girl That's dope, girl that's dope
Keep it up and I'ma have to Throw some more, throw Some more
(Black like good n plenty yeah)
I'm the shit yeah
Hotter than some grits yeah
Yeah
I got puff yeah
Got that white that Rittz yeah
Yeah
Look at my bitch yeah she real Cold cold like fridge air
She rock Fendi yeah
Black like good n plenty yeah
Real girls get down on the floor, on the floor
Let me see ya bend it over, Touch your toes, touch your Toes
(Black like good n plenty yeah)
Routine with your friend girl That's dope, girl that's dope
Keep it up and I'ma have to Throw some more, throw Some more
(Black like good n plenty yeah)
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Writer: Justine Downs
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Length: 3:22
Written by: Justine Downs

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