Please Don't Cry (feat. Rich Da Kid)

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Yeah
 A-WALL
 A-WALL shit
 Rich
 Hella fun in this motherfucker right quick
 Yeah, yeah, yeah
 Baby wanna ride with the surfer
 Baby like the white Coca-Cola
 I'm way too high to be sober
 So please don't cry on my shoulder
 Pop it, shit, pop it, shit
 You too loud, I'm too lit
 Water all on my wrist
 You don't understand this drip
 Bet you can't do it like this
 Bet you can't do it like this (Ooh)
 Bet you can't do it like this (No)
 Bet you can't do it like this (Shit)
 Water all on my wrist (Drip)
 I done came through and got rich (Bullshit)
 I'm way too high to be sober
 So please don't cry on my shoulder (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
 Please don't cry on my shoulder
 Way too high to be sober
 Please don't cry on my shoulder
 Please don't cry, please don't cry (Ay, ay, ooh)
 Girl, you trippin', please baby,
 don't cry (Please baby, don't cry, please baby, don't cry)
 That pussy mine, please baby, don't lie (Please baby, don't lie)
 I'm a real pimp (Real Pimp)
 Lean on a nigga like like rocket chip (What? what?)
 I done blowed up, now, I'm outta here
 Woah, baby, don't whine (Baby, don't whine)
 Please baby, don't whine, whine, whine
 Ayy, don't waste my time (Don't waste my time)
 Don't waste my time, don't waste my time
 I know you fine, ooh (I know you fine)
 One of a kind, I might pull up (I might pull up) skrt
 Then I drop the top (Skrt)
 I might pull up (I might pull up) skrt
 Then, buy you a drop
 Wipe your tears (Wipe your tears)
 Ain't no fear (Ain't no fear)
 Daddy here (Daddy here)
 New Monclear (Ayy, baby, come here, yeah)
 Please don't cry on my shoulder
 Way too high to be sober
 Please don't cry on my shoulder
 Please don't cry, please, please don't cry
 Keep my baby with me like a stroller
 Know she got that wet, super soaker
 Knock it out the park, call me Sosa
 Get them pussy walls reupholstered
 Wake up with the strap like it's Folgers
 Heat by my side, Eric Spoelstra
 Super sport the ride in the motor
 You can never show her what I showed her, yeah, yeah
 Young nigga rich, dripping boulders
 Ears, mouth, neck and wrist, dripping boulders
 Cold, I can feel my heart gettin' colder
 So, please don't cry on my shoulder
 Let's whip out the Rolls, let's call up some hoes, ain't it dope
 Now she fell in love, when she found I got the antidote
 Partner sellin' dope, got that boy, he got that girl
 I'm like baby girl, eat this dick just like a churro
 Ooh, we ball, alcohol, fives every night
 If you fine, you can skip the line anytime
 Blow a bag, pop a tag, blow a bag, pop a tag
 Way she call me daddy, I wonder if her papa mad
 Please don't cry on my shoulder
 Way too high to be sober
 Please don't cry on my shoulder
 Please don't cry on my shoulder
 Please don't cry on my shoulder
 Please don't cry
 Please don't cry on my shoulder
 Please don't cry, please, please don't cry
 

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Duration
03:49
Key
1
Tempo
142 BPM

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