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revivedej - ceremony (feat. vvscruz!) Lyrics



revivedej - ceremony (feat. vvscruz!) Lyrics




I really came up yea did this shit for me
I don't care about who went before me
Getting that Bread, Getting Dough
Rocking that 1017 That's Alyx
This nigga real mad his Bitch knew me

I'm with that gang goin' up, crazy
I'm finna hop in that whip, That Mercedes
He wanna be me, no, no
But bitch im the one and Only
I been getting fly, I'm gettin' real flee
Nigga, it's not my fault that your bitch on me
I'm smokin' that red, I'm smokin' that gas
Niggas on my dick cause their music is trash
Bitch, I ain't doing your song, no
I just been on that road, oh
I just been chillin' with bros, oh
Come to that spot, yeah, we got the hoes
We getting Money, we getting cash

Lambo track, let's go for a drag
I'm sipping on purple like it's DJ Vlad
He said he get pieces, but where is his Flag
He said he get money, He don't put his man's on

He claimin' he juggin', he all on that telephone
He said he got bitches, I asked around
They said you was nowhere to be found

Yeah, yeah, that boy was nowhere around
That bitch in love with my sound
Ridin' the city, back around the town
I chill with my dogs, I chill with the hounds
F*ck or die, but leave that boy in the ground
I chill with my dogs, I chill with the hounds
F*ck or die, but leave that boy in the ground
Yeah, yeah, why these niggas on my dick
I'm steppin' that bitch with some Rick
And niggas, I don't know, they all like to diss
And they mad cause I'm steppin' like this
And he wish he was steppin' like this
And he tryna diss me on the gram
But I do not argue with kids
Said, I do not argue with kids
She want me to give her some kids
I pop a nigga in his lip
And we heard your music, but that shit was mid
Gave a second listen, that was shit
Ej and Cruz we finna Get Lit
I run for the lay, I feel like a nick
And all you niggas be making me sick
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
All you niggas be making me sick
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Run for the leg, I feel like a nigga
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
You hear the crews, we finna get lit
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

I really came up yea did this shit for me
I don't care about who went before me
Getting that Bread, Getting Dough
Rocking that 1017 That's Alyx
This nigga real mad his Bitch knew me
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I really came up yea did this shit for me
I don't care about who went before me
Getting that Bread, Getting Dough
Rocking that 1017 That's Alyx
This nigga real mad his Bitch knew me

I'm with that gang goin' up, crazy
I'm finna hop in that whip, That Mercedes
He wanna be me, no, no
But bitch im the one and Only
I been getting fly, I'm gettin' real flee
Nigga, it's not my fault that your bitch on me
I'm smokin' that red, I'm smokin' that gas
Niggas on my dick cause their music is trash
Bitch, I ain't doing your song, no
I just been on that road, oh
I just been chillin' with bros, oh
Come to that spot, yeah, we got the hoes
We getting Money, we getting cash

Lambo track, let's go for a drag
I'm sipping on purple like it's DJ Vlad
He said he get pieces, but where is his Flag
He said he get money, He don't put his man's on

He claimin' he juggin', he all on that telephone
He said he got bitches, I asked around
They said you was nowhere to be found

Yeah, yeah, that boy was nowhere around
That bitch in love with my sound
Ridin' the city, back around the town
I chill with my dogs, I chill with the hounds
F*ck or die, but leave that boy in the ground
I chill with my dogs, I chill with the hounds
F*ck or die, but leave that boy in the ground
Yeah, yeah, why these niggas on my dick
I'm steppin' that bitch with some Rick
And niggas, I don't know, they all like to diss
And they mad cause I'm steppin' like this
And he wish he was steppin' like this
And he tryna diss me on the gram
But I do not argue with kids
Said, I do not argue with kids
She want me to give her some kids
I pop a nigga in his lip
And we heard your music, but that shit was mid
Gave a second listen, that was shit
Ej and Cruz we finna Get Lit
I run for the lay, I feel like a nick
And all you niggas be making me sick
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
All you niggas be making me sick
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Run for the leg, I feel like a nigga
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
You hear the crews, we finna get lit
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

I really came up yea did this shit for me
I don't care about who went before me
Getting that Bread, Getting Dough
Rocking that 1017 That's Alyx
This nigga real mad his Bitch knew me
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Writer: Anthony Cruz, Elias Velez
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: revivedej
Language: English
Length: 2:56
Written by: Anthony Cruz, Elias Velez

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