Bora Bora* lyrics

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- my dreads
Racks stuffed, yeah, yeah you can’t even rubber band it
Thought he was gangster, but he sweet just like candy
I’m with my model b*tch in Bora Bora, yeah, she tanning
Everywhere I got my tool, yeah, got my Handy Mandy
And my neck go swimming pool, yeah-yeah, my diamonds dancing
Diamonds water, like the ocean, yeah, Atlantic
I’m with my southside b*tch, she thick as f*ck, we in Atlanta
I poured a four in a two-liter, pineapple Fanta
I’m rocking red and white, I got that bag just like Santa
Huh, sike b*tch, I’m rocking all black, I’m on Opium sh*t
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