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Rodeo Video (MV)




Performed By: Tay900
Language: English
Length: 1:47
Written by: Romando Monroe
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Tay900 - Rodeo Lyrics




I heard 900 where you been at, just tryna lay low
Sit back like a phat mac, counting peso's All about my cornbread, cheesecake, dinero's
If you takin' chances for the profit, boy you better play slow
Just know I'm down for the life, for the gang, like Fabo

Seen Unc water whip the whole thing, like Mayo High as f*ck
Thinkin' bout that shit, cruisin' down Rodeo
I could never trip bout a bitch, never been a simp folk
Make this rap shit look easy, like I'm playin' Nintendo

This that real ZA baby, unlike these niggas, they pretends
These white gushers in my lungs, hitting my ass with a combo
The pack just touchdown this shit, hitting hard like Kimbo
I could never leave the crib without the blick, that's a no go

Way niggas run they mouth like bitches, startin' to think these niggas homo
On some boss shit, big 9, baby, not Romo
I'm tryna run this, chicken up, I can't do nothin' with a broke hoe
Fell in love with the bag, that money got me in a chokehold

Really hit that field, made big, plays 900 Burrow
Takin' what?, robbin' who?, bitch, you can take these hollows
I'm ballin' on these bitches, show time at the Apollo
My ex bitch, just hit my line, like she sorry

Got a Stallion out in Texas, she can't wait to ride this Harley
Got bitches kissin' on bitches, one helluva party
Boujie bitch think she a Minaj, hoe you are not a Barbie
I could never show up on time, every class, I was tardy

Top rope in that pussy, babe, 900 hardy
Hoe asking do I got feelings told the hoe hardly
Pretty bitches, love cash broke, hoes love to party
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English

I heard 900 where you been at, just tryna lay low
Sit back like a phat mac, counting peso's All about my cornbread, cheesecake, dinero's
If you takin' chances for the profit, boy you better play slow
Just know I'm down for the life, for the gang, like Fabo

Seen Unc water whip the whole thing, like Mayo High as f*ck
Thinkin' bout that shit, cruisin' down Rodeo
I could never trip bout a bitch, never been a simp folk
Make this rap shit look easy, like I'm playin' Nintendo

This that real ZA baby, unlike these niggas, they pretends
These white gushers in my lungs, hitting my ass with a combo
The pack just touchdown this shit, hitting hard like Kimbo
I could never leave the crib without the blick, that's a no go

Way niggas run they mouth like bitches, startin' to think these niggas homo
On some boss shit, big 9, baby, not Romo
I'm tryna run this, chicken up, I can't do nothin' with a broke hoe
Fell in love with the bag, that money got me in a chokehold

Really hit that field, made big, plays 900 Burrow
Takin' what?, robbin' who?, bitch, you can take these hollows
I'm ballin' on these bitches, show time at the Apollo
My ex bitch, just hit my line, like she sorry

Got a Stallion out in Texas, she can't wait to ride this Harley
Got bitches kissin' on bitches, one helluva party
Boujie bitch think she a Minaj, hoe you are not a Barbie
I could never show up on time, every class, I was tardy

Top rope in that pussy, babe, 900 hardy
Hoe asking do I got feelings told the hoe hardly
Pretty bitches, love cash broke, hoes love to party
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Writer: Romando Monroe
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