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Ass up, face One night only, I'm out of town Pound, new rules we ain't on it And if pussy good we spend a cake on it cake, hotel, new bed, new Chanel Giuseppe sneakers, his or If you a I just got two words
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You, and the bitches you came with All in my section my shit You fucking, you ain't sucking what you doing ho? Instagram and taking pictures, but you don't know me Damn, she that she a fan Yea I understand, but I want to get in her 'Cause she for, she licking her tongue out She said she fuck with rappers I'm like what you talking about
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Oh, I fuck 'em I like 'em, I don't love 'em the money come home It's turning haters, I don't 'em If the brick coming with a stick, I don't touch 'em Want that BMF the Scorpio when I'm bustin' Like a bitch when she twerkin', y'all 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 your friend, but I you know, I wanna fuck you And if I hit my he got to fuck too And put middle fingers up and scream
Haters, mad at the paper Big crib, 10 car, 20 20 chains, 10 watches on my Little watch with the chips, don't let 'em Nigga I can school you on how to look 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 bitch
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