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Vanilla Cream Video (MV)




Performed By: Apex Wes
Language: English
Length: 1:34
Written by: Wesley Salisbury




Apex Wes - Vanilla Cream Lyrics
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Sip vanilla cream wit da lean
In the crib chillin witta red beam (witta red beam)
Hit her once and dat bitch will never leave
That's a leach
Tell the bitch to pay a fee (tell that bitch to pay a fee)
But I ain't never leave the crib for free,
Water on me drippin off my sleeve
(I ain't f*ckin w police)
Chillin witcha bitty on her knees
Tryn roll another leaf Russian cream
Nah I'm f*ckin up this beat,
I'm f*ckin on a freak
Nah she f*ckin for the free
Smokin on a Russian cream
I know you gotta wife
But you better hold her tight
Homie when you close yo eyes
That bitch is f*ckin on the team
And I gotta lie
Cuz when touch the mic
It ain't even gotta rhyme
And still be sounding clean
Hit the trap line homie tell me you need
Water on me like I'm baptized by a damn priest
Runnin through them bands like a race
F*ckin up whatever in my way
If I die put a diamond on my grave
I be riding for the slime for the gang
Sip vanilla cream wit da lean
In the crib chillin witta red beam (witta red beam)
Hit her once and dat bitch will never leave
That's a leach
Tell the bitch to pay a fee (tell that bitch to pay a fee)
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English

Sip vanilla cream wit da lean
In the crib chillin witta red beam (witta red beam)
Hit her once and dat bitch will never leave
That's a leach
Tell the bitch to pay a fee (tell that bitch to pay a fee)
But I ain't never leave the crib for free,
Water on me drippin off my sleeve
(I ain't f*ckin w police)
Chillin witcha bitty on her knees
Tryn roll another leaf Russian cream
Nah I'm f*ckin up this beat,
I'm f*ckin on a freak
Nah she f*ckin for the free
Smokin on a Russian cream
I know you gotta wife
But you better hold her tight
Homie when you close yo eyes
That bitch is f*ckin on the team
And I gotta lie
Cuz when touch the mic
It ain't even gotta rhyme
And still be sounding clean
Hit the trap line homie tell me you need
Water on me like I'm baptized by a damn priest
Runnin through them bands like a race
F*ckin up whatever in my way
If I die put a diamond on my grave
I be riding for the slime for the gang
Sip vanilla cream wit da lean
In the crib chillin witta red beam (witta red beam)
Hit her once and dat bitch will never leave
That's a leach
Tell the bitch to pay a fee (tell that bitch to pay a fee)
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Wesley Salisbury
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