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She like Yves Saint Laurent My garms were Italy, I feel like the don Paris Fashion I'm watching Louis Vuitton Saw her favourite rapper listen now she my song she do is for the media I might duck your food and bredrin I need ya Her exes always tryna follow I'mma ya Her body tight she looking hot up a fever Got me looking
I only girls on days that don't end with a Y Don't ask why you ever see trust up, you could never keep up Wrist froze if I ever up You no say we flex and so we like You know she moneyman she blind eye Oooo five bags a bad night Oooo we getting now she like, like Fucked her with the she ugly like me She no say nothin' she thought I was a freak You can get all cocky when I see you on the Not like a nigga you want beef You know that they do for real mama You know that they and they kill mama You know that I'm your style mama You know you got a love for the summer
She like Yves Saint Laurent My garms were from Italy, I feel the don Paris Fashion I'm watching Louis Vuitton Saw her favourite rapper listen now she feeling my Everything she do is for the I might duck your and bredrin I don't need ya Her exes always tryna I'mma lead ya Her tight she looking hot up like a fever Got me looking
in my cup got me seeing every peng ting twice Now I'm nice, no mixer just ice She said I'm too cold, that's the ice Free my niggas that are scrubs doing deals for the You're taking pics but will you back the I'm a VIP, for real, with stacks on me beef with who I love that's a catastrophe Cos we came up the mud like its Glastonbury Fendi on my belt match my pretty brown My Henny's red thats some expensive brown piss She said she tequila but I ain't about this I don't really drink Patron I ain't around MIST And I hate thats a choice tho Rest assured you get up in this Royce tho I'm up on all of my opps as far as go Cos no one's copping what we're copping with coin flow
She smell Yves Saint Laurent My garms were Italy, I feel like the don Paris Week I'm watching Louis Vuitton Saw her favourite rapper now she feeling my song she do is for the media I might duck food and bredrin I don't need ya Her exes always follow I'mma lead ya Her body tight she looking hot up like a Got me looking
She smell like Yves Saint My were from Italy, I feel like the don Paris Fashion Week I'm Louis Vuitton Saw her rapper listen now she feeling my song she do is for the media I might duck your food and bredrin I don't ya Her always tryna follow I'mma lead ya Her body she looking hot up like a fever Got me looking
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