seven minutes in heaven Lyrics

I got bands, Money long, Do the dash

Prada pants, VV belt, Gucci bag

Pockets stuff, Counting up, Wallet fat

Switch lanes, New coupe, Hit the gas

Chieftain pack, I get smacked

Off that fat

Throw it back, In that back

Of that wraith, yuh

Bitch I'm feeling great

Guala on my plate

I just upped the stakes

Now y'all way too late

I just dropped my shit

Up in this bitch lit

Uppin' toting sticks

Watch out you get hit

Bitch I'm feeling great

I'm on top of the world

Bitch I'm feeling great

I'm on top of the world

Bitch I'm feeling great

I'm on top of the world

Bitch I'm feeling great

Bitch I'm feeling great, great

I just passed, On that bitch, I don't need her yuh

You just passed, On me bitch, I don't need you yuh

I got passed, A blunt bitch, Now I need it yuh

I just passed, Something bitch, Then I something yuh

I just count my funds up

Speaker Knockerz, Bitch I am alone but I'm geeked

Why he trying to keep me down? That nigga tweak

Bitch I'm balling hard, Keep my money in sync

I just copped my shawty new clothes now she badder than a bitch

All my niggas going hard, all my niggas on that shit

Bitch I'm going hard, damn, shit, I must be off that shit

Get my tape out yeah, bitch I must be high as shit

Bitch I'm feeling great

I'm on top of the world

Bitch I'm feeling great

I'm on top of the world

Bitch I'm feeling great

I'm on top of the world

Bitch I'm feeling great

Bitch I'm feeling great, great

One second feel so good, Then its gone

One second feel so good, Then its gone

One second feel so good, Then its gone

One second feel so