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Rarin - Driftin' Out (feat. Jakada) Lyrics



Rarin - Driftin' Out (feat. Jakada) Lyrics
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Hop in foreign and I wanna do the cool tricks
Baby, I don't wanna cheat, I don't wanna do this
Baby, I ain't boring, I will buy you all the new shit
Lui, Prada, Gucci, you a dime, go and boo this
Yeah I'm in the stu, cause I really do this
Playing with these words, like a nigga fluent
Counting up the paper and it's only blue shit
Baby, I'm the man, and you been knew this
Shawty she a dime, together we a dub
Man, she hella fine, she wanna give me love
If we talking time, baby speed it up
Loving ain't a crime, why you sealing up
You my baby, yea, got me going crazy, yea
Like the water, yea, flow going wavey, yea
All this drama, is this shit supposed to faze me
Waste my time, imma leave you with no statement
One, two, three, baby pick up the phone
I be getting on my grind and I be on my own
Four, five, six, baby I'm in my zone
Let me take you with me so you not feeling alone
Hop in foreign and I wanna do the cool tricks
Baby, I don't wanna cheat, I don't wanna do this
Baby, I ain't boring, I will buy you all the new shit
Lui, Prada, Gucci, you a dime, go and boo this
Yeah I'm in the stu, cause I really do this
Playing with these words, like a nigga fluent
Counting up the paper and it's only blue shit
Baby, I'm the man, and you been knew this
Life maybe good, but it's not enough
Maybe just a rookie but I went and caught a dub
Fake friends on me and I gotta brush em off
Heard I was lucky, nah I went and worked it up
Go sit with my ice and Im gonna get, cooled up
Haters gonna stand, gonna turn em to a fool yuh
She hit up my phone, with a message to pull up
I don't got wings, but I went over and flew up
One, two, three, baby pick up the phone
I be getting on my grind and I be on my own
Four, five, six, baby I'm in my zone
Let me take you with me so you not feeling alone
Hop in foreign and I wanna do the cool tricks
Baby, I don't wanna cheat, I don't wanna do this
Baby, I ain't boring, I will buy you all the new shit
Lui, Prada, Gucci, you a dime, go and boo this
Yeah I'm in the stu, cause I really do this
Playing with these words, like a nigga fluent
Counting up the paper and it's only blue shit
Baby, I'm the man, and you been knew this
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English

Hop in foreign and I wanna do the cool tricks
Baby, I don't wanna cheat, I don't wanna do this
Baby, I ain't boring, I will buy you all the new shit
Lui, Prada, Gucci, you a dime, go and boo this
Yeah I'm in the stu, cause I really do this
Playing with these words, like a nigga fluent
Counting up the paper and it's only blue shit
Baby, I'm the man, and you been knew this
Shawty she a dime, together we a dub
Man, she hella fine, she wanna give me love
If we talking time, baby speed it up
Loving ain't a crime, why you sealing up
You my baby, yea, got me going crazy, yea
Like the water, yea, flow going wavey, yea
All this drama, is this shit supposed to faze me
Waste my time, imma leave you with no statement
One, two, three, baby pick up the phone
I be getting on my grind and I be on my own
Four, five, six, baby I'm in my zone
Let me take you with me so you not feeling alone
Hop in foreign and I wanna do the cool tricks
Baby, I don't wanna cheat, I don't wanna do this
Baby, I ain't boring, I will buy you all the new shit
Lui, Prada, Gucci, you a dime, go and boo this
Yeah I'm in the stu, cause I really do this
Playing with these words, like a nigga fluent
Counting up the paper and it's only blue shit
Baby, I'm the man, and you been knew this
Life maybe good, but it's not enough
Maybe just a rookie but I went and caught a dub
Fake friends on me and I gotta brush em off
Heard I was lucky, nah I went and worked it up
Go sit with my ice and Im gonna get, cooled up
Haters gonna stand, gonna turn em to a fool yuh
She hit up my phone, with a message to pull up
I don't got wings, but I went over and flew up
One, two, three, baby pick up the phone
I be getting on my grind and I be on my own
Four, five, six, baby I'm in my zone
Let me take you with me so you not feeling alone
Hop in foreign and I wanna do the cool tricks
Baby, I don't wanna cheat, I don't wanna do this
Baby, I ain't boring, I will buy you all the new shit
Lui, Prada, Gucci, you a dime, go and boo this
Yeah I'm in the stu, cause I really do this
Playing with these words, like a nigga fluent
Counting up the paper and it's only blue shit
Baby, I'm the man, and you been knew this
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Writer: Jakada Arifu, Rumen Tassev
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Rarin - Driftin' Out (feat. Jakada) Video
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Performed By: Rarin
Language: English
Length: 2:34
Written by: Jakada Arifu, Rumen Tassev

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