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Ass up, face One only, I'm from out of town Pound, new rules we ain't on it And if that pussy good we a cake on it cake, hotel, new bed, new Chanel Giuseppe sneakers, his or If you a I just got two words
you you you you Tell a hater I said you you you you And tell bitch I just said
You, and the that you came with All in my section drinking my You fucking, you ain't sucking what 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 don't fuck with I'm like what you about bitch?
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Oh, I fuck 'em I don't like 'em, I don't 'em When the come home turning haters, I don't trust 'em If the brick ain't coming with a stick, I don't 'em Want that BMF the Scorpio when I'm bustin' Like a when she twerkin', y'all niggas workin' Clowin' ass niggas, we should put you in the In the cage the lion, let him have you for dessert And on your homie, took a dip, but was it worth it nigga? I'm in this bitch, she my friend she want to fuck you I like friend, but I really you know, I wanna fuck you And if I hit my he got to fuck too And put your middle fingers up and
Haters, mad at the paper Big crib, 10 car, 20 20 chains, 10 watches on my Little with the chips, don't let 'em fool Nigga I can school you on how to look like of the year, can write a book about money Don't pop them bottles, tryna impress them With re-up money, better tell dem ho's bitch
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