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On God, 6
On God, 6
On God,

25 million on a nice big ol'
And, bitch, I still haven't your family
When you walk in you see the art and gold
I'ma just kill that pussy, now it's just a closed
25 on a mansion, so precious
Bitch, be where you're bringin' your besties
Satin sheets, I got time for no messes
That exorcist told me my wifey
Adderall just so we can go
We fuckin' all, all long, no breakfast
No confessions, no questions, we professionals
Now ride me like an road, no pedestrian

You bought a car for the
I buy the for the bitch
You buy and shit
It's nice, I walked in this bitch
You buy the art for the
argue too often and shit
You startin' some shit
That should off of the bench
Shout out my I miss
Nino and and Mitch
This ain't no call you and
She wan' come snort all shit
She wan' go hard a bitch
She know what today
She know we forget
And she just the shit
And he just saw his lil
him I want him to trip
Tell him my gettin' skinny
Tell him they're starvin' for
me the check, give me the throne
My hair is a too long
My bitch look like
Your bitch look Rosetta Stone
I my bitch go get a clone
Fuck 'em together and then on own
When they catch feelin's, I'm
I'm whippin' the the Coupe
I'm and sippin' the soup
The shit me drift in the Coupe
As as I get to the stu'
Ruler
Rick the Ruler
Pull up on your
You called your bitch
Got "Who is this?"
She don't know you
She on her Mula
that truer shit
Make you eat your words, make you chew shit
Then we knockin' out every tooth you
Nigga, you, and fuck who you with
Yeah my bitch broke, but her fixed
Wait, I popped a Perc
for dessert
I it down with syrup
I just left Earth
Ran into Captain
I pop a Perc, I'm
Call me Perc
Just her Lewinsky
Blurry, vision
"Hello, who is this?"
I hit the line
I got a in mind, I call her anytime
She taller, but fine
we 6-9
I hit her line
He like, "What line?"
She like, "Never mind"
And she can a lie
And I can she's lyin'
no lie
That's my awesome lil
Got me a lil bitch
Got me a bossy lil
Left her for a bossier
It cost me a arm and a
I got me a bitch
She suck on the balls and the
I'm about to golf with the bitch
I'm way on Mars the bitch
She with Martians and shit
You at Marshall's and shit
And yeah, your bitch trippy with me
Want a quickie me
Say she wish that I had with me
Say she'd lick her me
Wish you wish I had my nigga me
Bitch, you
can't trick me
She said "God, me"
I say "Nah, I'm busy"

I got 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 bank
a main account
With amounts
That's to think about
Plus the drank in
Now I'm out
With 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 bitches to drink me down
Ready to drink me
Ready to me out
Plus my in town
And she came
Said they her style

Lil Wayne]
25 on a nice big ol' mansion
And bitch, I still haven't your family
When you walk in you see the art and Grammys
I'ma just kill that pussy, now it's just a closed
25 million on a mansion, so
Bitch, be careful where you're bringin' your
sheets, I ain't got time for no messes
That exorcist told me my possessive
just so we can go restless
We fuckin' all, all night long, no
No confessions, no questions, we professionals
Now me like an open road, no pedestrians
(Err)
Six

On God
6 on God
6 on God
That's some shit
Oh
Dedication 6 on
6 on Lord
Yes
Dedication 6 yes
6 yes Lord