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Ass up, down One night only, I'm out of town Pound, new we ain't waiting on it And if that good we spend a cake on it cake, hotel, new bed, new Chanel Giuseppe sneakers, his or If you a hater I just got two
you you you you Tell a hater I just you you you you And your bitch I just said
You, and the bitches 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 her tongue out She said she fuck with rappers I'm what you talking about bitch?
you you you you I got two for you you you you you Tell my I said
Oh, I fuck 'em I don't like 'em, I love 'em When the money home It's turning haters, I trust 'em If the brick ain't coming a stick, I don't touch 'em Want that BMF with the when I'm bustin' Like a bitch when she twerkin', y'all 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 bitch, she said my friend she want to fuck you I your friend, but I really you know, I wanna fuck you And if I hit my rody he got to too And put your middle fingers up and
Haters, mad at the paper Big crib, 10 car, 20 20 chains, 10 on my jewels Little with the chips, don't let 'em fool I can school you on how to look like money Hustla of the year, can write a book about Don't pop them bottles, tryna them ho's With your re-up money, better tell dem ho's
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