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  • Текст песни King Mel - 31 Years of Love

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    Take ya shoes off don’t step on my rug
    31 years it’s been all love
    Need it I got it I’m really da plug
    Addict to money it’s really ah drug
    Predicted this shit so I knew it would happen
    Shopping in Paris I’m really high fashion
    Everything I do I do it with passion
    Who would thought I make millions in rapping
    Got two incomes I ain’t taking no lost
    Get ah nigga touched by making ah call
    Blood sweat and tears give this shit my all
    Ain’t no love you ain’t one of my dawgs
    Lamb sit low for it go like ah frog
    Sitting court side they can pass me the ball
    Dior and diamonds it should be ah foul
    MEL POP YO SHIT
    I’m getting so much where I can’t even count it
    8 figure nigga I could be ah accountant
    Diamonds so wet drip hard like ah fountain
    White rolls wit the red lipstick I be clowning
    I buy her whatever she want when she pouting
    I really be putting that shit on wit no stylist
    Rolls truck straight off the lot wit no mileage
    Humble and cocky big homie I got it
    Hunnit and fifty for a watch wit no diamonds
    A million and something on watches wit diamonds
    Still buying more gotta better my timing
    My neck and my wrist you can tell I been grinding
    I’m really the boy I ain’t toting my horn
    Fuck it I’m toting that bitch in ah foreign
    Da Richard got bands for the mood I go orange
    Look like a mansion on top of ah orange
    Really no pressure I’m getting this paper
    Grew up wit jackers robbers and takers
    For every support it’s 2 or 3 haters
    The boy really different I feel like d waiters
    The real on top no room for the fakers
    Sleep wit ah stick it just make me feel safer
    Investing in Land so I’m coping these acres
    Putting money to work I’m a young paper chaser
    Two hunnit on a case even tho we can’t beat it
    Don’t tell me you love me if you kno u don’t mean it
    Fuck her in the shower then get out eat it
    Hope out the rolls in a white like a genie
    Really be stepping when we out in public
    Get in some trouble the media love it
    They don’t care about shit when I’m feelin up stomachs
    Plain rose gold AP that’s a hunnit

    Take ya shoes off don’t step on my rug
    31 years it’s been all love
    Need it I got it I’m really da plug
    Addict to money it’s really ah drug
    Predicted this shit so I knew it would happen
    Shopping in Paris I’m really high fashion
    Everything I do I do it with passion
    Who would thought I make millions in rapping
    Got two incomes I ain’t taking no lost
    Get ah nigga touched by making ah call
    Blood sweat and tears give this shit my all
    Ain’t no love you ain’t one of my dawgs
    Lamb sit low for it go like ah frog
    Sitting court side they can pass me the ball
    Dior and diamonds it should be ah foul
    MEL TALK THAT SHIT

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