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Strawberry Ring Pop! Video (MV)




Performed By: Rubbertoe
Language: English
Length: 3:08
Written by: Roberto Mejia Lacayo




Rubbertoe - Strawberry Ring Pop! Lyrics




Hop up in my wraith, welcome to my outer space
Have a strawberry ring pop, you know that I like the taste
Spend a rack on a coat now, choppa turn you into paste
Mixing with the peasants, my Bugatti start a race
Hop up in my wraith, welcome to my outer space
Have a strawberry ring pop, you know that I like the taste
Spend a rack on a coat now, choppa turn you into paste
Mixing with the peasants, my Bugatti start a race

All this loose-leaf so much green it's like they herbal
Got that offshore bank but you know my wallet is thick
I got, drip like I came straight from a commercial
No one ever like me, till im counting up the bricks
Omg my car looks so fast, its a drop top
Blowing all this money super fast, at the gucci shop
I am so rich do the dash, I cannot stop
In my car, pedal to the max, i cannot stop
Elliante on the wrist, and it's flooded like a dam
First class tickets in my bag, you bet im headed to japan
Got a mink on the bed, it's like lil mosey he's the man
100 on my neck Elliante like a dam

Hop up in my wraith, welcome to my outer space
Have a strawberry ring pop, you know that I like the taste
Spend a rack on a coat now, choppa turn you into paste
Mixing with the peasants, my Bugatti start a race
Hop up in my wraith, welcome to my outer space
Have a strawberry ring pop, you know that I like the taste
Spend a rack on a coat now, choppa turn you into paste
Mixing with the peasants, my Bugatti start a race

That's me inside my car, with the skylight hitting hard
Drift race tokyo my car it set the bar
Ooh, all these doppelgängers tryna be me
Rocket to the face and now they looking like a freezie
Splurging on the sugar, pouring sprite into the cup
Please don't ever try to pour me up any 7-up
Loading up the chopper and we boutta mess you up
Send you to a hearse make the coroner say yuck
I'm walking up the street and your homies wannabe
Took a trip to LA, now it's time for shopping spree
What? all these doppelgängers tryna be me
Rocket to the face and now they looking like a freezie

Hop up in my wraith, welcome to my outer space
Have a strawberry ring pop, you know that I like the taste
Spend a rack on a coat now, choppa turn you into paste
Mixing with the peasants, my Bugatti start a race
Hop up in my wraith, welcome to my outer space
Have a strawberry ring pop, you know that I like the taste
Spend a rack on a coat now, choppa turn you into paste
Mixing with the peasants, my Bugatti start a race
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English

Hop up in my wraith, welcome to my outer space
Have a strawberry ring pop, you know that I like the taste
Spend a rack on a coat now, choppa turn you into paste
Mixing with the peasants, my Bugatti start a race
Hop up in my wraith, welcome to my outer space
Have a strawberry ring pop, you know that I like the taste
Spend a rack on a coat now, choppa turn you into paste
Mixing with the peasants, my Bugatti start a race

All this loose-leaf so much green it's like they herbal
Got that offshore bank but you know my wallet is thick
I got, drip like I came straight from a commercial
No one ever like me, till im counting up the bricks
Omg my car looks so fast, its a drop top
Blowing all this money super fast, at the gucci shop
I am so rich do the dash, I cannot stop
In my car, pedal to the max, i cannot stop
Elliante on the wrist, and it's flooded like a dam
First class tickets in my bag, you bet im headed to japan
Got a mink on the bed, it's like lil mosey he's the man
100 on my neck Elliante like a dam

Hop up in my wraith, welcome to my outer space
Have a strawberry ring pop, you know that I like the taste
Spend a rack on a coat now, choppa turn you into paste
Mixing with the peasants, my Bugatti start a race
Hop up in my wraith, welcome to my outer space
Have a strawberry ring pop, you know that I like the taste
Spend a rack on a coat now, choppa turn you into paste
Mixing with the peasants, my Bugatti start a race

That's me inside my car, with the skylight hitting hard
Drift race tokyo my car it set the bar
Ooh, all these doppelgängers tryna be me
Rocket to the face and now they looking like a freezie
Splurging on the sugar, pouring sprite into the cup
Please don't ever try to pour me up any 7-up
Loading up the chopper and we boutta mess you up
Send you to a hearse make the coroner say yuck
I'm walking up the street and your homies wannabe
Took a trip to LA, now it's time for shopping spree
What? all these doppelgängers tryna be me
Rocket to the face and now they looking like a freezie

Hop up in my wraith, welcome to my outer space
Have a strawberry ring pop, you know that I like the taste
Spend a rack on a coat now, choppa turn you into paste
Mixing with the peasants, my Bugatti start a race
Hop up in my wraith, welcome to my outer space
Have a strawberry ring pop, you know that I like the taste
Spend a rack on a coat now, choppa turn you into paste
Mixing with the peasants, my Bugatti start a race
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Writer: Roberto Mejia Lacayo
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