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Seany Ciroc Video (MV)




Performed By: 3name
Language: English
Length: 4:01
Written by: Sean Christopher




3name - Seany Ciroc Lyrics




Ohhhhhhhh

Seany ciroc
Right off the block
Up in a drop, bumping some guwop
Right to the top, no i won't stop
I want my props, i aint going pop
To the chart, this is art
What I do, I play my part
When I go, I feel like bart
You a simp. boy don't start

No I wont stop
They think they got a shot
F*ck 12 and motherf*ck an opp
On road at the timmies for a chop
We did this on the low
Huge comeup out the O
Imma break it down she gon roll one up
My girl is a beauty queen f*ck a runner up
Why i got to feel like i havent had enough
Up there by the sky caught me rolling off the stuff
Trap money got us shopping all these f*cking stores
Kate Spade wallet and the bag Michael Kors
Can't you tell my baby girl rocking ol Chanel
Can't you sense when we walk by got a $ smell
When they bring our names up i know it ring a bell
I got her in the endzone hands up like odell
My mindset changed cause i grew up out the shell
Looking like your stressing well, i been living well

Seany ciroc
Right off the block
Up in a drop, bumping some guwop
Right to the top, no i won't stop
I want my props, i aint going pop
To the chart, this is art
What i do, i play my part
When i go, i feel like bart
You a simp. boy don't start

Lit in my whip feel like Auto
Music dope feel it in your nostril
Out in the streets something like a pothole
I got followers something like apostles
Got the drip
Got the shit
Look at my wrist
Look at my bitch
They hate that shit
They can suck a dick
Yo we lit
N'we on to something you can just be honest
I don't even know two years of being modest
Got me no where so lets just go n get it
Man I could freestyle then my ass forget it
Everyone telling me that I got the sauce
N they want the recipe 3name you a boss
Something like a tire fire never going off
Outfit big drip and the bottle got a frost

Seany ciroc
Right off the block
Up in a drop, bumping some guwop
Right to the top, no i won't stop
I want my props, i aint going pop
To the chart, this is art
What i do, i play my part
When i go, i feel like bart
You a simp. boy don't start

She the shake that ass
I stack the cash
I roll it fat
She bring it back
What I know I'm in the trap
I'm running hard so really take a lap
You bitch is whack
Im a 1000 like a rack
Rip it up overtime I'm on a track
Tongue emoji is how she react
When shit hit me up f*ckn up my snap
No its too late
No I don't wait
Im a grown man I dont play
328
She by the lake
Aw she wet I look at'r like steak
She touch her toes
Then its adios
What I know
Man I really do the most
Link on the low
She call my phone
She call my ass up everytime I'm home

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh
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English

Ohhhhhhhh

Seany ciroc
Right off the block
Up in a drop, bumping some guwop
Right to the top, no i won't stop
I want my props, i aint going pop
To the chart, this is art
What I do, I play my part
When I go, I feel like bart
You a simp. boy don't start

No I wont stop
They think they got a shot
F*ck 12 and motherf*ck an opp
On road at the timmies for a chop
We did this on the low
Huge comeup out the O
Imma break it down she gon roll one up
My girl is a beauty queen f*ck a runner up
Why i got to feel like i havent had enough
Up there by the sky caught me rolling off the stuff
Trap money got us shopping all these f*cking stores
Kate Spade wallet and the bag Michael Kors
Can't you tell my baby girl rocking ol Chanel
Can't you sense when we walk by got a $ smell
When they bring our names up i know it ring a bell
I got her in the endzone hands up like odell
My mindset changed cause i grew up out the shell
Looking like your stressing well, i been living well

Seany ciroc
Right off the block
Up in a drop, bumping some guwop
Right to the top, no i won't stop
I want my props, i aint going pop
To the chart, this is art
What i do, i play my part
When i go, i feel like bart
You a simp. boy don't start

Lit in my whip feel like Auto
Music dope feel it in your nostril
Out in the streets something like a pothole
I got followers something like apostles
Got the drip
Got the shit
Look at my wrist
Look at my bitch
They hate that shit
They can suck a dick
Yo we lit
N'we on to something you can just be honest
I don't even know two years of being modest
Got me no where so lets just go n get it
Man I could freestyle then my ass forget it
Everyone telling me that I got the sauce
N they want the recipe 3name you a boss
Something like a tire fire never going off
Outfit big drip and the bottle got a frost

Seany ciroc
Right off the block
Up in a drop, bumping some guwop
Right to the top, no i won't stop
I want my props, i aint going pop
To the chart, this is art
What i do, i play my part
When i go, i feel like bart
You a simp. boy don't start

She the shake that ass
I stack the cash
I roll it fat
She bring it back
What I know I'm in the trap
I'm running hard so really take a lap
You bitch is whack
Im a 1000 like a rack
Rip it up overtime I'm on a track
Tongue emoji is how she react
When shit hit me up f*ckn up my snap
No its too late
No I don't wait
Im a grown man I dont play
328
She by the lake
Aw she wet I look at'r like steak
She touch her toes
Then its adios
What I know
Man I really do the most
Link on the low
She call my phone
She call my ass up everytime I'm home

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh
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Writer: Sean Christopher
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