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Yeah, cut me up, a light
Yeah, and by the way nigga it's Mula, first lady

Uh, yo, yo, let us with a bad lil' specimen
Ballenciaga's is all things I be steppin' in
baby suits, only thing I'm dressin' in
'Cause I get wetter than a seal veteran

Got 'em writin' love letters in they
Keep 'em in toes like a midget at the urinal
Bad as I be
She ain't bad, she a sad and a be

Yeah, da bullshit, it's big money poppin'
Mula, yeah, just like that
What up young
go, Gudda

Okay, we runnin' shit when we walk in the buildin'
Got from wall to wall, hoes hangin' from the ceilin'
Money, we 'bout to kill 'em, I promise I'll make a million
And if they have no hands I'll bet 'em bitches gon' feel 'em

I'm talkin' money and power, you getting' I doubt it
Fresher than baby powder with your in the shower
That pussy I'ma devour, I it up 'til it's sour
No need for you to even trip, bitch, be done in an hour, let's go

They say the blacker the berry, the redder the
I say the sweeter it is ya dig
Then the bullshit varies and it got me
But I know two of the same, it murdered and married

is so necessary with no avisaries
But it ain't no love a calendar with no February
I'ma need four secretaries and 4 Bloody
I'ma go eat me sum pussy and up the cherry, I'm gone

Yeah, loaded with it, to the ceilin' with it
More money than ya ever seen nigga, aight, Drizzy

Kill the game, no one the murder weapon
Young angel, if you hate me me, burn in heaven
How'd you on me, the highest earning freshmen
Like ya infection, I hope you learned ya lesson

Yeah, I raw but I prefer protection
I own a and a mind and a shirt she slept in
Bitch, I got the answer and still ain't the question
I shut ya club down, please my section

Fuck a confrontation, ain't no cakin' it
And I'm cakin' so tell me why I take a break from it
The mother of child always tell you I'm her favorite
She call me her baby, not the one she was in with

She say, "Oh, you good", I say, "Oh, just savor it"
She know she love a nigga, I be on that major shit
'Cause I get paid to and I get paid to sit
So I don't walk around money, baby girl, I'm made of it