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Lookin' too fly to the bar
Niggas stop, askin' who I are
Hands on my waist find out
If I'm gonna flip off of one
And can he get

I'm a hip-hop pop star
You out the doe and the fast car
Never run from nothin' I come through
Roll with the realest that can out your whole crew

(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
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I can make a song talk shit!

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I can make a whole song shit!

I don't like to dance to a song
You're too close and I can't get my on
Drop a beat and let a girl feel
I'm so gutter, my two-step do somethin'

Tippy-toes tip and a mean walk
I tryna listen to your big talk
off my drink for the third time
Boy, and get it
Watch me make these niggas fall in

(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
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Aww shit!
(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
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I can make a whole talk shit!

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I can a whole song talk shit!

to head to the hills fore I pass out
Get my from the check fore I spaz out
Pull my whip to the front and I in
Catch a look from the niggas in the black Benz

Red and now they tryna hop in
(Remember when I was in school, I was boyfriend?)
Got the so we never entertain those
Hungry-ass groupies on the phone they got hoes

(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
I can make a whole talk shit!

(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
I can a whole song talk shit!

Now I'm mmm, mmm good
Eyes filled up the bloodshots
Look like a with the lights out
Now he's tryna get a lick but I'm all

Keep, talkin'
Keep, keep
Keep, talkin'
Keep, keep

Who's this man not star?
Yet you who I are
On with rock hip-hop star, the pop star
Who the man behind hot
Smoke, I'm soon to be

Now, where he
Is it my city, city?
All you need to know, I come a dope city
shoot the boys, still keep the dope Bentley
Taste to the kush with a of the Henny

And when I'm lookin' for a freak, really
And if it smell icky, tell her pull up her
But if it smell alright, I do the licky-licky
Let you suck on my neck but, please, no

(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
I can make a song talk shit!