She said... All of my got friends, yeah All of my bitches got And bad, they bad, so we good enough for the clique, word All of my bitches got You need to pick, nah All of my bitches got
Look, I really gotta rap about it I just about it 'cause I live it now So let me you 'bout this PYT That I seen week, I had to take a bow 5'2" with a brown fur and her hair tied with light eyes And she would make me it all away For a fun time and the prize Bad as fuck, ass fatter an hammer truck ask her keep my hammer tucked The type to slide 'em down and then the panties I'll run 'em up, kick it with you Get a house and a picket you Pop up on you at your place, not your birthday Just to let them know I'm buildin' with you Your best friend, always through that Macaulay Culkin when you're home alone And I ain't tryna dog you out But can you feed a nigga just a bone? One of you, one of me, you and me We make three or four, and just two more just to even score Step to her, had to play chess, had to hit her the full press Then I told her I'd do anything just to chat with her for a sec' Let it sit, let it process, she went and said, Sure, yes Whispered in her ear and her, I want less drama and more sex, but
She said... All of my bitches got friends, All of my got friends And they bad, they bad, so we It's enough for the clique, All of my got friends You don't to pick, nah All of my bitches got
Look, all of my women got Most of 'em with a blend And most of 'em off in the And don't care who they offend Look, I had a girl who was up from the neck down, she was super Met a shorty with an ill grammar, who fight alot And she a '90s about me, always on the road And talk to women and she wanted babies Had to it like a common cold Then I had a show and then I saw you, Then I book you, now we back-to-back-to-back-to-back with no indication Now I'm to you, Takin' you the world to see a couple different faces Hood nigga dreams, fuck like movie Hit it from the back, boost your Heard you left to cuz and 'em, Reconnectin' your mom and 'em Now you me to fly to Sweden after, fly you to the Motherland You was mine and I am yours and you mine when I go on tour I ain't really play no games, I can win the battle, you can win the war I'm just tryna fuck and you either on the bed And we can it to the floor how this all started out 'Cause I saw somethin' I can't ignore
She said... All of my got friends, yeah All of my bitches got And they bad, bad, so we good It's enough for the clique, All of my bitches got You don't to pick, nah All of my got friends
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