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Ass up, face One night only, I'm out of town Pound, new rules we waiting on it And if that pussy good we a cake on it Patty cake, hotel, new bed, new sneakers, his or hers If you a I just got two words
you you you you Tell a I just said you you you you And tell your bitch I said
You, and the that you came with All in my drinking my shit You ain't fucking, you ain't sucking you doing ho? Instagram and taking pictures, but you don't me though Damn, she said she a fan Yea I understand, but I want to get in her 'Cause she looking for, she licking her out She said she don't with rappers I'm like what you about bitch?
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Oh, I said 'em I don't 'em, I don't love 'em When the money home turning haters, I don't trust 'em If the ain't coming with a stick, I don't touch 'em Want that BMF the Scorpio when I'm bustin' Like a when she twerkin', y'all niggas workin' Clowin' ass niggas, we put you in the circus In the with the lion, let him have you for dessert And testifying on your homie, a dip, but was it worth it nigga? I'm in this bitch, she said my friend she want to you I like your friend, but I you know, I wanna fuck you And if I hit my rody he got to too And put your fingers up and scream
Haters, mad at the paper Big crib, 10 car, 20 20 chains, 10 on my jewels Little watch the chips, don't let 'em fool I can school you on how to look like money Hustla of the year, can write a about money Don't pop them bottles, tryna impress them With your re-up money, better tell dem ho's
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