D-Block Europe – Jeffery Carter Lyrics

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Jeffery Carter By D-Block Europe

60th floor in my hotel, baby, don’t worry
Saying leave your card at home, you don’t need no money
How much is a Birkin bag? Tryna show you that I’m sorry
Pull up in a Merc or Jag when we’re serving packs, tell her, “Save that p—- for me”

See, I don’t think I can save this
And the brand new truck is the face lift
I can’t focus, girl, when I’m wasted
We was trapping alone, owe nobody favors
Trenches, got scammers, got hammers on hammers
In Harrods, no photos, no pictures, no cameras
AP Patek, diamonds flashing on the silhouette
P—- on a plate, make it wait ’cause I don’t want my dinner yet
I’m at the house with the gates, I don’t see no jakes when I’m living here
It’s the first time I’m eatin’ on your p—- so I wanna taste a little bit
S— it ’til I bust or I won’t do it back
Got you choking on this d—, now you gag, gag, gag
Trapping so fast, we ain’t have no plan
We was serving the cats, we would sleep with the rats
Ain’t get no sleep but I know where the cash at, show me where the packs at
Thousands of cash sitting in the Louis backpack, codeine in my backpack
Can’t trust what you say for the love or the pain, I ain’t living like this
Watch and a chain when I came in the game, I was trapping those bricks
Prayed for my life and I lived
18, two lines on the strip
On the phone to my plug when I turn all this white to the Liz and I never spent time on a b—-

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60th floor in my hotel, baby, don’t worry
Saying “Leave your card at home, you don’t need no money”
How much is a Birkin bag? Tryna show you that I’m sorry
Pull up in a Merc or Jag we were serving packs, tell her “Save that p—- for me”

I got some designer drugs
Watch where you step, I got designer rugs
And that p—- so deep when I’m climbing on top
0 triple 7 59, you can buy you a rock
Six figure n—- but I been through a lot
‘Bout to put a new beam on the Glock
Call me Luigi, I’m jumping on green and I cream off the top
Shotty shells bigger than Bowser
How do I explain that I got a nina in my trouser?
Kickback stronger than Wilder
And she speak Francais so her name, I cannot pronounce it
Being broke? I denounce it
Ate a good Italian, Alps in the mountain
Her ex had her dry like the desert but I turn the girl to a fountain