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I like big cars and a big house a bad bitch with a big Bitch whatcha money talkin' Gimme five and I'll turn you out I like big cars and a big house, a bad bitch a big mouth Bitch whatcha money talkin' Gimme five and I'll turn you out
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I like big cars and a big a bad bitch with a big mouth Bitch whatcha money 'bout Gimme five and I'll turn you out I like big and a big house, a bad bitch with a big mouth Bitch whatcha money 'bout Gimme five and I'll turn you out
You's a makin red bone that brang all your bread home Five nine and dead on heels put you in a six zone Packin' all of bakery is a bitch that's meant for me Shake what mama gave to me Bitch 'member when you you wouldn't pay me? Now you got I got me bitch you make a lot Ballin' getting me rocks Every at the shop Getcha done and I'm sprung You get more money at the Perm it hard, and it up Shake it and shake it up