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Elevators Video (MV)




Performed By: Kush Lamma
Language: English
Length: 3:06
Written by: Kevin Williams II, Kush Lamma




Kush Lamma - Elevators Lyrics
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Yeah, I told her, hold it down while I seek the bounites of Allah
The world is my carpet love
Wallahi
Yeah
Ay, my palms itchtin' I need some paper
Blow bomb spliffs while I read the paper
The business section, I been collecting
Told little baby I been selective
My palms itchin' I need some paper
These goofies out here raising haters
I fell in love when she said he paid her, Let's go
Hold up, love, I'm jumping on the elevator right now
Gutter nigga, but I'm silky smooth
I stick and move like Pacheco
Probably wouldn't be so slept on if they really knew what I slept on
If you want to talk about politics, please don't hit me on my cell phone
Call me 'noid, call me scary, just don't call my cell phone
I'm so cool as shit, these niggas forget how to take my belt off
Hit him in his neck and sped off
Light my blunt up
Ducked off with some'n thick and pretty, she licking my cum up
You wasn't with me in the gym, don't hit me when I come up
Ay
My palms itchtin' I need some paper
Blow bomb spliffs while I read the paper
The business section, I been collecting
Told little baby I been selective
My palms itchin' I need some paper
These goofies out here raising haters
I fell in love when she said he paid her, Let's go
Hold up, love, I'm jumping on the elevator right now
No free f*cking, just keep hustling
Keep living, no hand outs, had to steep hill it
It's getting serial, I keep killing
Heard he hit his nigga for a 50 ball what a cheap feeling
Ask
What we do to a thief stealing
Yeah
Putting mozzarella on alfredo
I'm so saucy, Prego
They say it's love, it's hate though
I just might wake up, go Benzo, make these goofies hate more
I just might wake up and throw your main bitch on my payroll
Ay
My palms itchtin' I need some paper
Blow bomb spliffs while I read the paper
The business section, I been collecting
Told little baby I been selective
My palms itchin' I need some paper
These goofies out here raising haters
I fell in love when she said he paid her, Let's go
Hold up, love, I'm jumping on the elevator right now
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Yeah, I told her, hold it down while I seek the bounites of Allah
The world is my carpet love
Wallahi
Yeah
Ay, my palms itchtin' I need some paper
Blow bomb spliffs while I read the paper
The business section, I been collecting
Told little baby I been selective
My palms itchin' I need some paper
These goofies out here raising haters
I fell in love when she said he paid her, Let's go
Hold up, love, I'm jumping on the elevator right now
Gutter nigga, but I'm silky smooth
I stick and move like Pacheco
Probably wouldn't be so slept on if they really knew what I slept on
If you want to talk about politics, please don't hit me on my cell phone
Call me 'noid, call me scary, just don't call my cell phone
I'm so cool as shit, these niggas forget how to take my belt off
Hit him in his neck and sped off
Light my blunt up
Ducked off with some'n thick and pretty, she licking my cum up
You wasn't with me in the gym, don't hit me when I come up
Ay
My palms itchtin' I need some paper
Blow bomb spliffs while I read the paper
The business section, I been collecting
Told little baby I been selective
My palms itchin' I need some paper
These goofies out here raising haters
I fell in love when she said he paid her, Let's go
Hold up, love, I'm jumping on the elevator right now
No free f*cking, just keep hustling
Keep living, no hand outs, had to steep hill it
It's getting serial, I keep killing
Heard he hit his nigga for a 50 ball what a cheap feeling
Ask
What we do to a thief stealing
Yeah
Putting mozzarella on alfredo
I'm so saucy, Prego
They say it's love, it's hate though
I just might wake up, go Benzo, make these goofies hate more
I just might wake up and throw your main bitch on my payroll
Ay
My palms itchtin' I need some paper
Blow bomb spliffs while I read the paper
The business section, I been collecting
Told little baby I been selective
My palms itchin' I need some paper
These goofies out here raising haters
I fell in love when she said he paid her, Let's go
Hold up, love, I'm jumping on the elevator right now
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Writer: Kevin Williams II, Kush Lamma
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