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Dr. Pepper Video (MV)




Performed By: Billi Rivalte
Length: 2:16
Written by: Alexa Rivalte Penn




Billi Rivalte - Dr. Pepper Lyrics
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Billi Bill never run never will keep a bad one and a pistol in my Ayyyy
I'm faulty but I control myself
I'm on a road to these riches I'm rolling by myself
I bust a move and get it cracking ion need ya help
Cuz all that reaching you doing gon' leave me on a shelf
And all that preaching you doing can be done somewhere else
I got a reason to do it and don't need nothing else
I'm on a grind, I'm on a time limit like social cues
Give me the clock and I'ma wine it like a dutty youth
You can't refine it got dis goldy glisten in the booth
You hear my truth I'm just waiting for you to see my view
Back in the lab again f*ck it I'll take a stab again
The pad that I be bacheloring it's Return of the Mack again
But yo what's crackin'n light up the blunt I'm passing it
The ladies I'm attracting 'em getting closer than magnets
One shoe off, I gotta put my best forward
Don't get lost, The metaphors'll be straightforward
Can't deny, the degular it does get boring
You and I, are not the same it is important
One day I, will get a bitch and car imported
Until then, I'm counting everything that's owed me
Had someone, to show me love and I ignored it
Of what's left, my heart into these songs I'm pouring
Music moves my soul why you think I got it tatted
I'm bout to be on a roll why you think I brought the matches
Giving it all I got a Phoenix rising from ashes
This the story of a Slurp Savage and Broke Bastard
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Billi Bill never run never will keep a bad one and a pistol in my Ayyyy
I'm faulty but I control myself
I'm on a road to these riches I'm rolling by myself
I bust a move and get it cracking ion need ya help
Cuz all that reaching you doing gon' leave me on a shelf
And all that preaching you doing can be done somewhere else
I got a reason to do it and don't need nothing else
I'm on a grind, I'm on a time limit like social cues
Give me the clock and I'ma wine it like a dutty youth
You can't refine it got dis goldy glisten in the booth
You hear my truth I'm just waiting for you to see my view
Back in the lab again f*ck it I'll take a stab again
The pad that I be bacheloring it's Return of the Mack again
But yo what's crackin'n light up the blunt I'm passing it
The ladies I'm attracting 'em getting closer than magnets
One shoe off, I gotta put my best forward
Don't get lost, The metaphors'll be straightforward
Can't deny, the degular it does get boring
You and I, are not the same it is important
One day I, will get a bitch and car imported
Until then, I'm counting everything that's owed me
Had someone, to show me love and I ignored it
Of what's left, my heart into these songs I'm pouring
Music moves my soul why you think I got it tatted
I'm bout to be on a roll why you think I brought the matches
Giving it all I got a Phoenix rising from ashes
This the story of a Slurp Savage and Broke Bastard
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Writer: Alexa Rivalte Penn
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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