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Balenciaga Steppin Video (MV)




Performed By: EMoney One|11
Language: English
Length: 2:05
Written by: Erik Joel Gonzalez




EMoney One|11 - Balenciaga Steppin Lyrics




Finesser I rock da boat
Pull Up I pop a hoe
That gas so loud no joke
Hitting the jug then re up cuz thats all that we know
She suck me like popsicle huh
Boomin alot of dope woah
Way too much cash dont fold
We riding wit life in the trunk do not swerve on the road
I hit me a lick then skurt
Watch out for the opps they lurk
Im smokin baggin work
Balnciaga shoes Gucci shirt
Balenciaga shoes Gucci shirt
Im high Im smoking on Earth
Expensive price tag what its worth
Told her f*ck me like she on a percc

Faragamo belt round my pants
Throw that gang sign wit yo hands
Im smokin on da loud grams
Damn I got bands I dont do xans
Lotta niggas wit they hands out like I did this shit for my friends
Im tired of riding Toyota my driveway is empty and I need a Benz
They dont spit like One11 though
Heard they hate my brother cuz we Chico
Fronted my primo
Shit gettin deeper than Nemo faneto if you at my peephole
Im a desperado Spanish shorties gobble all up and down on my dick with besitos
Jack boy everything in site get Deebo'd
Quarterback with the loud pack Dan Marino ughhh
Pull up I pour up a 4
Finesser I get it off the stove
That gas so loud no joke
I pack the heater cuz the world so cold
The police coming change the plan like a audible if you f*ck up then its audios
Its not about who da nicest its who work the hardest my nigga thats how it goes
This is the mob Im moving like Corleone
Gotta be able to hold they own
Cuz if I get dropped by the cops I dont want the rest of yall to fall this aint Dominoes
I got my respect never did no one dirty
When I got locked up I never told
Plug told me gotta stay down young nigga if you want them designer clothes

Finesser I rock da boat
Pull Up I pop a hoe
That gas so loud no joke
Hitting the jug then re up cuz thats all that we know
She suck me like popsicle huh
Boomin alot of dope woah
Way too much cash dont fold
We riding wit life in the trunk do not swerve on the road
I hit me a lick then skurt
Watch out for the opps they lurk
Im smokin baggin work
Balnciaga shoes Gucci shirt
Balenciaga shoes Gucci shirt
Im high Im smoking on Earth
Expensive price tag what its worth
Told her f*ck me like she on a percc
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Finesser I rock da boat
Pull Up I pop a hoe
That gas so loud no joke
Hitting the jug then re up cuz thats all that we know
She suck me like popsicle huh
Boomin alot of dope woah
Way too much cash dont fold
We riding wit life in the trunk do not swerve on the road
I hit me a lick then skurt
Watch out for the opps they lurk
Im smokin baggin work
Balnciaga shoes Gucci shirt
Balenciaga shoes Gucci shirt
Im high Im smoking on Earth
Expensive price tag what its worth
Told her f*ck me like she on a percc

Faragamo belt round my pants
Throw that gang sign wit yo hands
Im smokin on da loud grams
Damn I got bands I dont do xans
Lotta niggas wit they hands out like I did this shit for my friends
Im tired of riding Toyota my driveway is empty and I need a Benz
They dont spit like One11 though
Heard they hate my brother cuz we Chico
Fronted my primo
Shit gettin deeper than Nemo faneto if you at my peephole
Im a desperado Spanish shorties gobble all up and down on my dick with besitos
Jack boy everything in site get Deebo'd
Quarterback with the loud pack Dan Marino ughhh
Pull up I pour up a 4
Finesser I get it off the stove
That gas so loud no joke
I pack the heater cuz the world so cold
The police coming change the plan like a audible if you f*ck up then its audios
Its not about who da nicest its who work the hardest my nigga thats how it goes
This is the mob Im moving like Corleone
Gotta be able to hold they own
Cuz if I get dropped by the cops I dont want the rest of yall to fall this aint Dominoes
I got my respect never did no one dirty
When I got locked up I never told
Plug told me gotta stay down young nigga if you want them designer clothes

Finesser I rock da boat
Pull Up I pop a hoe
That gas so loud no joke
Hitting the jug then re up cuz thats all that we know
She suck me like popsicle huh
Boomin alot of dope woah
Way too much cash dont fold
We riding wit life in the trunk do not swerve on the road
I hit me a lick then skurt
Watch out for the opps they lurk
Im smokin baggin work
Balnciaga shoes Gucci shirt
Balenciaga shoes Gucci shirt
Im high Im smoking on Earth
Expensive price tag what its worth
Told her f*ck me like she on a percc
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Writer: Erik Joel Gonzalez
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