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M.A them hoes out
Redlyfe them poles out

Pull up to the with a bottle on me (that Henny)
I'm sipping
Got five voicemails, I just left the
And my bitch, she tripping
Blu just a blunt, he like, "bro you good?"
I'm like, "nah bro, let me hit it"
Puff drink, I don't wanna think
Groupies want a picture, groupies gotta
I'm in another zone, I'm in zone
My girl getting on my nerves, I ain't home
Ain't got for this shit (I don't got time for this shit)
I ain't got time for this bitch (I got time for this bitch)
Throwing ones like money on trees
So when I look down all I see is
Never look for love in the club
Where all the give me big hugs, wait
up, turn around, tssk, girl
Where you think you going with big butt?
Brown sippin' in that big cup
My nigga Bottle only rolling big
Chill dude, you are not a guy
Not the only one a gun, guy
My like shootin' shit for fun, guy
Head shot, hit the boy one
Do not come to Brooklyn with that
I used to bag the work in apartments
Now I get a bag for a
If you to book me, Big Savage who you talk to
While they making disses I'm just making
'Cause if it make dollars it don't make no sense
is chess, not checkers, learn the game dude
But I just relate 'cause that's what lames do
Big brown bone, she like Babe Ruth
She let me hit it out the park like I'm Babe
I hit my dougie, ooh I'm pretty though
Bring that back and I'm jiggy though
Niggas I'm hot but they envy though
Oh well, at least my is with me ho
her favorite song, this her favorite song (OOOUUU)
She get in her Birk when put this on
Oww, the thot call
OOOUUU, shawty got hot sauce
My don't talk, they just pop off
If a tryna front, she'll get dropped off
My Sav in that Porsche with the top off
I'm in that Audi with some slippers and some on
Doin' 95 to piss a cop off
Then I pull up to your hood and piss your off (skrt skrt)
I got that hot sauce
So NY with Timbs on
And shoutout to the girls who don't wear
Cause it's all about my bitches the wigs on, OOOUUU
You don't got no hot
You are not hot, you a
Fuck boy and get your top knocked off
Hear them hoes, they quick to really pop off
And them niggas, yeah they pop off
And you know the beat I can bop on
we bop on, New York City bop on 'em
Yeah we bop, bop, I'ma bop on 'em

Yeah we got that hot
But you niggas got no hot
This the type of I can bop on
I need a quick that can top off
This the year that I really get my on
And you the whole game, I got a lock on
Young M.A, Redlyfe, got that hot sauce
Redlyfe got that hot
Shawty you got no hot sauce
Nah, you don't got no hot
You don't got no hot
Them Redlyfe niggas got that hot