Fatal1er
Fatal1er - Draped Up songtekst
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[Hook: Marka] I got gucci on the belt, prada on my feet, Burberry on my body ain't no one as hot as me, Cause I'm draped up (draped up to dip out). Draped up (draped up to dip out). Big bands just to blow it, I got money I'ma show it, So every time you look at me yall know it, I'ma be draped up (draped up to dip out). Draped up (draped up to dip out). [Verse: Fatal] Whatcha niggas know about getting money like I do Gucci, burberry, prada, and gabana to, I'm so fly but but a rider to Gucci on my face, whenever I ride threw Getting money smoke purps that's the only meanin Livin like a king nigga that's the best reason Money is why were here, money is why we breathin Make it rain on the hoes then we get to leavin I stay draped up from my head down to my toes Just went shoppin spent ur rent up on my clothes Stuntin on haters, clownin on hoes I got so much ice you can call my ass froze I'm doin me, something u could never be Toss the dollar bills, pave um as my street No time for haters, ur beneath my feet Rich boy stunna still poppin off the heat [Hook: Marka] I got gucci on the belt, prada on my feet, Burberry on my body ain't no one as hot as me, Cause I'm draped up (draped up to dip out). Draped up (draped up to dip out). Big bands just to blow it, I got money I'ma show it, So every time you look at me yall know it, I'ma be draped up (draped up to dip out). Draped up (draped up to dip out).