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Renni Rucci - Light 30 Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Get my nails done to look good counting money
I'm a pretty, bad bitch, ass thick just like some honey
I'm walking out the bank with red bottoms, lookin' bloody
Now I walk into the jeweler, tell that nigga watch to flood me
Oh, I get it now
Oh, I'm saditty now
Tell them broke ass bitches they can sit it down
Oh, she a critic now?
Oh, he hit it now?
Broke boy always cappin', need to sit it down
I been gettin' it from the jump, tell 'em eat it like some lunch
Red bottoms look like punch, yeah, I cash 'em out, punch
I don't need no swiper love, I got ten bands in ones
You make ten bands off of scams, that's that shit I blow for fun

[Chorus]
Last week I made a light thirty
Three pointers in my purse, that's a Steph Curry
What? I don't think they heard me
I be trappin', I ain't scared to get my nails dirty
Last week I made a light thirty
Three pointers in my purse, that's a Steph Curry
What? I don't think they heard me
I be trappin', I ain't scared to get my nails dirty

[Verse 2]
Pull up with my bitches, they get pissed off
So much drip that my watch about to slip off
How he stealin' out your purse but he a big dawg?
Tom Hanks ass nigga need to get lost
Solitaire shawty, wrist cost a birdie
Make that shit in half a week, half a Steph Curry
I don't think they heard me, I gotta get it early
In the kitchen, head wrapped and my wrist twerkin'
Girl, twist that shit up and make it lock now
Make a play, make a play, hopscotch now
I'm on the top now, we finna pop out
Ass fat, titties pokin', 'bout to drop down
Do that shit with no hands, make it twerk for your man
Don't be doin' it for the 'Gram, we be twerkin' for them bands
(Do that shit with no hands, make it twerk for your man
Don't be doin' it for the 'Gram, we be twerkin' for them bands)

[Chorus]
Last week I made a light thirty
Three pointers in my purse, that's a Steph Curry
What? I don't think they heard me
I be trappin', I ain't scared to get my nails dirty
Last week I made a light thirty
Three pointers in my purse, that's a Steph Curry
What? I don't think they heard me
I be trappin', I ain't scared to get my nails dirty