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Christian Blue - Pink Soda Lyrics



Christian Blue - Pink Soda Lyrics




Two gold teeth in my mouth.
Too bold.
To the next bitch im im her mouf.
New throat.
Pool side convos at ya house.
Pink soda...
Trippin,
Ha
Trippin,
Yea

Two gold teeth in my mouth.
Too bold.
To the next bitch im im her mouf.
New throat.
Pool side convos at ya house.
Pink soda...
Trippin,
Ha
Trippin,
Yea

I can tell you bitch just by the way you walk, hm
I can tell you snitch the plot, by the way you talk hm
I f*ck with you not
I can tell you need me abuelita at my foot step
Talking bout he need to leave me casa take a foot step hm
If i do say so myself they'd rather watch me make my plays
I get paid to get played
Raise the steaks til i can't take, vegan plate
I know i that you can't relate, that's a shame ugh

Two gold teeth in my mouth.
Too bold.
To the next bitch im im her mouf.
New throat.
Pool side convos at ya house.
Pink soda...
Trippin,
Ha
Trippin,
Yea

Two gold teeth in my mouth.
Too bold.
To the next bitch im im her mouf.
New throat.
Pool side convos at ya house.
Pink soda...
Trippin,
Ha
Trippin,
Yea

I don't waste my time inside my mind i coach

No i do not wait for label to come and approach uh

I can't trust them no

Count my paper twice like my mandala in effect, trip

I don't show my currency it's crypto like electric


Conversation bout the case huh

Brief as day huh

Spin off wit a couple ks huh

Straight to safe huh

Caught you paying five on 8 huh

Pushing fate huh

Never see me out my place uh hold my wait yea

Two gold teeth in my mouth.
Too bold.
To the next bitch im im her mouf.
New throat.
Pool side convos at ya house.
Pink soda...
Trippin,
Ha
Trippin,
Yea

Two gold teeth in my mouth.
Too bold.
To the next bitch im im her mouf.
New throat.
Pool side convos at ya house.
Pink soda...
Trippin,
Ha
Trippin,
Yea
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Two gold teeth in my mouth.
Too bold.
To the next bitch im im her mouf.
New throat.
Pool side convos at ya house.
Pink soda...
Trippin,
Ha
Trippin,
Yea

Two gold teeth in my mouth.
Too bold.
To the next bitch im im her mouf.
New throat.
Pool side convos at ya house.
Pink soda...
Trippin,
Ha
Trippin,
Yea

I can tell you bitch just by the way you walk, hm
I can tell you snitch the plot, by the way you talk hm
I f*ck with you not
I can tell you need me abuelita at my foot step
Talking bout he need to leave me casa take a foot step hm
If i do say so myself they'd rather watch me make my plays
I get paid to get played
Raise the steaks til i can't take, vegan plate
I know i that you can't relate, that's a shame ugh

Two gold teeth in my mouth.
Too bold.
To the next bitch im im her mouf.
New throat.
Pool side convos at ya house.
Pink soda...
Trippin,
Ha
Trippin,
Yea

Two gold teeth in my mouth.
Too bold.
To the next bitch im im her mouf.
New throat.
Pool side convos at ya house.
Pink soda...
Trippin,
Ha
Trippin,
Yea

I don't waste my time inside my mind i coach

No i do not wait for label to come and approach uh

I can't trust them no

Count my paper twice like my mandala in effect, trip

I don't show my currency it's crypto like electric


Conversation bout the case huh

Brief as day huh

Spin off wit a couple ks huh

Straight to safe huh

Caught you paying five on 8 huh

Pushing fate huh

Never see me out my place uh hold my wait yea

Two gold teeth in my mouth.
Too bold.
To the next bitch im im her mouf.
New throat.
Pool side convos at ya house.
Pink soda...
Trippin,
Ha
Trippin,
Yea

Two gold teeth in my mouth.
Too bold.
To the next bitch im im her mouf.
New throat.
Pool side convos at ya house.
Pink soda...
Trippin,
Ha
Trippin,
Yea
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Writer: Christian Waite
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC




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Performed By: Christian Blue
Language: English
Length: 2:50
Written by: Christian Waite

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