Rockie Fresh

Rockie Fresh - What Ya Used To lyrics

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Again got the car with the crib

Really get it how I live, this ain’t what you used to

Somebody finna open up the door

Got the Louis on the floor like this ain’t what you used to

A shorty says she wanna take a trip, got a pool and take a dip

Like this ain’t what you used to

No, this ain’t what you used to

No, this ain’t what you used to

Racquetball without those gems, magic gets made when the lights get dim

And shorty ass fat but her waist real slim, might get a …S5M

Roll with the winners where the winters ain’t call

We chasing the heat while we traveling the globe

Waking up to breakfast, got the Gucci on the robe

And the diamonds in the bezel like they cutting on the store

What you wanna do, you want your coupe

You’re coming through, come spend the night

You living right, might change your life

Money ain’t a thing, I could clearly pay the price

And no the real legends do the same thing twice

Got a DC … and every time I hit it then she wearing nigga ice

She said that we bad but I ain’t taking her advice

I’mma keep rolling up and I’mma keep pulling up

Again got the car with the crib

Really get it how I live, this ain’t what you used to

Somebody finna open up the door

Got the Louis on the floor like this ain’t what you used to

A shorty says she wanna take a trip, got a pool and take a dip

Like this ain’t what you used to

No, this ain’t what you used to

No, this ain’t what you used to

If I tell you that I got it then don’t even doubt it

Talk about a comma ‘cause the youngling been about it

I tell you ‘bout the hustle ‘cause I always been right at it

Into every situation tried to get some ends about it

At 17 my bitch was 35, I had a bet

It’s how I’m living and that boy ain’t even made a check

Ask me how much would I put up on the placing bets

I would bet everything, I knew I’ll always be a king

Shorty fell in love, it was just a fling

She be in the lab, show a nigga sing

Home girl hating on her, she might intervene

Back of my mind I’m just hoping that they do the team

Young niggas winning on this side, so in love but you’ll never dig right

Again got the car with the crib

Really get it how I live, this ain’t what you used to

Somebody finna open up the door

Got the Louis on the floor like this ain’t what you used to

A shorty says she wanna take a trip, got a pool and take a dip

Like this ain’t what you used to

No, this ain’t what you used to

No, this ain’t what you used to

I say these hating ass niggas can’t ruffle my fathers

Or touch on my leathers

Success is my mental, looking at all my endeavors

Chin up, and I’m steady, I swear that I’m ready

To lock it down, give her life like she …

They yelling young and the realest ‘cause I show cold days

Tsunami all on these bitches, you niggas just make it rain

I’m taking trips to Japan, everything’s right at hand

My whole team on five, nigga, NBA jam

Screaming they just 87, they just 87

Me and my younglings about that fetty, all about that fetty

Guap, lean or cheddar out the delly, get in line

We the shit, boy, coming lead a life with young Rodney and Hit-Boy, bitch

Again got the car with the crib

Really get it how I live, this ain’t what you used to

Somebody finna open up the door

Got the Louis on the floor like this ain’t what you used to

A shorty says she wanna take a trip, got a pool and take a dip

Like this ain’t what you used to

No, this ain’t what you used to

No, this ain’t what you used to

Again got the car with the crib

Really get it how I live, this ain’t what you used to

Somebody finna open up the door

Got the Louis on the floor like this ain’t what you used to

A shorty says she wanna take a trip, got a pool and take a dip

Like this ain’t what you used to

No, this ain’t what you used to

No, this ain’t what you used to

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